Victory by Ka$h Gotit Lyrics
[Intro]
(Hah Gang) (Ite)
(Ya Look Ight) (Gang) (Ite)
(Look) (Ite) (Ite) (Look) (Ite)
[Verse]
Shooting 23 Glocks, I feel like jordan
Feel like chief keef
Because I'm gonna Bang It'
It's elijah in this bitch'
Im bout to slump ya shit'
91 on my jersey, Feel like dennis rodman
(Yessir) (Yeah)
Hit cho' Bitch from the back, You know i'm clapping
Ain't no playing GTA, Im gone knock him off the map then
She call me EJBIGDICK' So i hit her from the back then'
Yeah they call me doodie, Pull out the Glock spray with A toolie
No my name ain't lil, But i got a uzi'
Stick my dick all up in her coochie'
(Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
And i'm getting to the bread, Too much blue cheese'
Kicked EJ out the trap because he went to sleep
Boy you ain't got no hoes'
You go home and beat yo meat'
(I can fuck your hoe and leave her to the streets)
Boy you kinda old, I'll knock you off your feet
Heard you been talking to the feds'
Boy you the police'
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Nigga you a rat'
I'm Gonna have to kill you (Sheesh)
And if police get behind us'
It's a high speed' (High speed chase man)
And best believe i ain't gonna crash im gone hit the dash (No Cap)
Black Air forces'
We Got Some Black energy' (Yeah, Yeah)
SRT won't crash so i guess that i'ma speed' (SKRRT SKRRT)
You went broke, You ain't got no money damn'
Made 100K and i spent it on a lam'
Had to turn off my phone, The feds be watching that shit damn
(Hah Gang) (Ite)
(Ya Look Ight) (Gang) (Ite)
(Look) (Ite) (Ite) (Look) (Ite)
[Verse]
Shooting 23 Glocks, I feel like jordan
Feel like chief keef
Because I'm gonna Bang It'
It's elijah in this bitch'
Im bout to slump ya shit'
91 on my jersey, Feel like dennis rodman
(Yessir) (Yeah)
Hit cho' Bitch from the back, You know i'm clapping
Ain't no playing GTA, Im gone knock him off the map then
She call me EJBIGDICK' So i hit her from the back then'
Yeah they call me doodie, Pull out the Glock spray with A toolie
No my name ain't lil, But i got a uzi'
Stick my dick all up in her coochie'
(Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
And i'm getting to the bread, Too much blue cheese'
Kicked EJ out the trap because he went to sleep
Boy you ain't got no hoes'
You go home and beat yo meat'
(I can fuck your hoe and leave her to the streets)
Boy you kinda old, I'll knock you off your feet
Heard you been talking to the feds'
Boy you the police'
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Nigga you a rat'
I'm Gonna have to kill you (Sheesh)
And if police get behind us'
It's a high speed' (High speed chase man)
And best believe i ain't gonna crash im gone hit the dash (No Cap)
Black Air forces'
We Got Some Black energy' (Yeah, Yeah)
SRT won't crash so i guess that i'ma speed' (SKRRT SKRRT)
You went broke, You ain't got no money damn'
Made 100K and i spent it on a lam'
Had to turn off my phone, The feds be watching that shit damn