Too Turnt Sanchez, KG - Feisty Lyrics

Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Uh
Yeah I’m feisty
Yeah these dudes they wanna fight me
Just give me a bout a year and my wrist be looking icy
Got you sweating cuz this spicy
Yeah they hatin' and it's high key
I be sippin' on that high C
In the cut just like it's dicey, get it?
Thinkin' out box and bitch you is not in it
You a Burger with diseases, that's a fucking Mayo Clinic
Switchin' sides, switchin' sides
Pick yo fuckin' side
Yeah that goofy got surprised and now that goofy telling lies
What?
Ugly ass dudes, they busting up my ego
Now they tryna fucking rap, bitch you ain’t the Migos
I set it off like cleo
I pick 3 that's a trio
I be cookin' up these rappers like me name was fuckin' rico
(You ain't you ain't you ain't feisty)
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
I run up a check and then fuck on your bitch
I got patek's on the flick of my wrist
I got some shooters boy look at my clique
Keep on talking shit if you tryna get hit
Yeah she feisty, yo bitch wanna fight me, I be on the sprite-li, sippin like it's iced tea, YUH!
Run up on me get the tech
Little homie do the rest
You know that I keep a vest
While i'm swerving thought the press
While counting up these checks
Fuck with me I cut yo neck
Bitch I'm with the fucking reds AKA yeah it fucking shreds
And you know i'm with the B's
Ain't nobody catchin' C's
Lookin' like you about flee
What you thought this my creed
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Uh
Get yo, get yo, get yo
Wifey out my face
Man y’all both a couple lames and imma put y’all in y’all place
Body bags be in them ditches, Yeah you washed like some dishes
Man I told y'all once before, man y’all both a bunch of bitches
You can not be talking shit, if you don’t brush yo teeth
Oh now you vegetation cuz you don't want no beef
Sending shots down yo back
You a duck dude like quack
I stay spitting all my bars cuz I really do need a plaque
Yeah you all bark but no bite
I got real friends and we tight
You be coving up you eyes cuz my future really bright
Man you go left cuz I’m right
Man I been fly like a kite
I do not even really fight
But on sight? that means on sight!
(You ain't feisty, you ain't feisty)
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy

Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Uh
Yeah I’m feisty
Yeah these dudes they wanna fight me
Just give me a bout a year and my wrist be looking icy
Got you sweating cuz this spicy
Yeah they hatin' and it's high key
I be sippin' on that high C
In the cut just like it's dicey, get it?
Thinkin' out box and bitch you is not in it
You a Burger with diseases, that's a fucking Mayo Clinic
Switchin' sides, switchin' sides
Pick yo fuckin' side
Yeah that goofy got surprised and now that goofy telling lies
What?
Ugly ass dudes, they busting up my ego
Now they tryna fucking rap, bitch you ain’t the Migos
I set it off like cleo
I pick 3 that's a trio
I be cookin' up these rappers like me name was fuckin' rico
(You ain't you ain't you ain't feisty)
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
I run up a check and then fuck on your bitch
I got patek's on the flick of my wrist
I got some shooters boy look at my clique
Keep on talking shit if you tryna get hit
Yeah she feisty, yo bitch wanna fight me, I be on the sprite-li, sippin like it's iced tea, YUH!
Run up on me get the tech
Little homie do the rest
You know that I keep a vest
While i'm swerving thought the press
While counting up these checks
Fuck with me I cut yo neck
Bitch I'm with the fucking reds AKA yeah it fucking shreds
And you know i'm with the B's
Ain't nobody catchin' C's
Lookin' like you about flee
What you thought this my creed
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Uh
Get yo, get yo, get yo
Wifey out my face
Man y’all both a couple lames and imma put y’all in y’all place
Body bags be in them ditches, Yeah you washed like some dishes
Man I told y'all once before, man y’all both a bunch of bitches
You can not be talking shit, if you don’t brush yo teeth
Oh now you vegetation cuz you don't want no beef
Sending shots down yo back
You a duck dude like quack
I stay spitting all my bars cuz I really do need a plaque
Yeah you all bark but no bite
I got real friends and we tight
You be coving up you eyes cuz my future really bright
Man you go left cuz I’m right
Man I been fly like a kite
I do not even really fight
But on sight? that means on sight!
(You ain't feisty, you ain't feisty)
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy
Yeah she feisty I hit that shit precisely
Yeah she feisty, My wrist stay lookin’ Icy