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Kiss The Sky (feat. Hit Wxnder) - Kid Ink/Hit Wxnder.lrc

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[00:05.29]Ah, yeah
[00:12.08]Ah, yeah
[00:14.70]Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
[00:18.26]Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
[00:21.59]Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
[00:24.94]Go 'head push the button, baby
[00:26.98]Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
[00:29.94]Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
[00:33.06]Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
[00:36.36]The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip (Yeah)
[00:40.17]Ring on the fist (Fist)
[00:41.81]Look like we won us a championship (Yeah)
[00:43.19]I never switch (No), some niggas flip
[00:44.85]Really ain't know how to handle this shit
[00:46.50]Shootin' my shot, this the script
[00:48.28]Took over risk tryna get rich
[00:50.02]Rockstar livin', was signing them shit (Ayy)
[00:51.64]Rappin' this shit, I was blessed with a gift (Ayy)
[00:53.36]Put on my haters, the city is back
[00:55.02]Live by the code, die by the flags
[00:56.65]Stop with the chat, all of it's cap
[00:58.32]Keep throwin' jabs, I'ma react
[01:00.05]I got a girl but you all on my d**k
[01:01.77]You wouldn't know how to handle my b***h
[01:03.32]I get her Chanel like it's Christmas,
[01:05.19]Got everything on her wish list
[01:07.20]That Porsche Gold, two double O
[01:08.86]Watch out, I run 'em over
[01:10.52]Fake niggas, they come and go
[01:12.23]Real ones, they run low, woah
[01:14.48]Everything covered in gold
[01:15.90]Me and the money don't fold
[01:17.63]This shit'll never get old (No)
[01:19.21]Game will forever be told (Aw yeah)
[01:22.29]Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt (Yeah)
[01:26.09]Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
[01:29.05]Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
[01:32.52]Go 'head push the button, baby
[01:34.46]Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
[01:37.55]Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
[01:40.66]Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
[01:43.92]The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip
[01:47.51]I never switch up, never switch up on my brodies
[01:51.40]Your girl tryna be my one and only
[01:55.00]Why you all in the club actin' like you know me? (Know me)
[01:58.38]Just 'cause I got a check,
[01:59.69]Now all these lil' niggas, they on me (That's facts)
[02:02.02]But I cannot **** with a fake (That's facts)
[02:05.15]B***h, get out of my face (That's facts)
[02:06.72]I do not want you, I'm straight (Ooh ooh)
[02:10.58]You want me back, it's too late (Late)
[02:12.06]My wrist is wet like a lake
[02:13.56]I don't care, I let 'em hate (Ooh ooh)
[02:16.68]I pulled up with a clique
[02:17.69]And you know we won't stop, lil' b***h (Pulled up with a clique)
[02:19.53]Started from the bottom like Drake
[02:20.82]But I'm headed to the top, lil' b***h
[02:22.32]Every since I got rich,
[02:24.01]These hoes all on my shit (On my shit, yeah)
[02:26.21]He tried to take my girl
[02:27.52]But nobody could take my shit (Can't take my shit, yeah)
[02:29.64]Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
[02:33.29]Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
[02:36.61]Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
[02:39.88]Go 'head push the button, baby
[02:41.68]Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
[02:45.10]Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
[02:48.32]Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
[02:51.66]The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip
[02:55.62]
text lyrics
Ah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
Go 'head push the button, baby
Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip (Yeah)
Ring on the fist (Fist)
Look like we won us a championship (Yeah)
I never switch (No), some niggas flip
Really ain't know how to handle this shit
Shootin' my shot, this the script
Took over risk tryna get rich
Rockstar livin', was signing them shit (Ayy)
Rappin' this shit, I was blessed with a gift (Ayy)
Put on my haters, the city is back
Live by the code, die by the flags
Stop with the chat, all of it's cap
Keep throwin' jabs, I'ma react
I got a girl but you all on my d**k
You wouldn't know how to handle my b***h
I get her Chanel like it's Christmas,
Got everything on her wish list
That Porsche Gold, two double O
Watch out, I run 'em over
Fake niggas, they come and go
Real ones, they run low, woah
Everything covered in gold
Me and the money don't fold
This shit'll never get old (No)
Game will forever be told (Aw yeah)
Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt (Yeah)
Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
Go 'head push the button, baby
Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip
I never switch up, never switch up on my brodies
Your girl tryna be my one and only
Why you all in the club actin' like you know me? (Know me)
Just 'cause I got a check,
Now all these lil' niggas, they on me (That's facts)
But I cannot **** with a fake (That's facts)
B***h, get out of my face (That's facts)
I do not want you, I'm straight (Ooh ooh)
You want me back, it's too late (Late)
My wrist is wet like a lake
I don't care, I let 'em hate (Ooh ooh)
I pulled up with a clique
And you know we won't stop, lil' b***h (Pulled up with a clique)
Started from the bottom like Drake
But I'm headed to the top, lil' b***h
Every since I got rich,
These hoes all on my shit (On my shit, yeah)
He tried to take my girl
But nobody could take my shit (Can't take my shit, yeah)
Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (Yeah)
Go 'head push the button, baby
Throw the ceiling back and I just blow the sky a kiss
Full of smoke, said if they want it, niggas know what time it is
Big face Rollie match my babies, you ain't on this kind of drip
The whole city goin' crazy like my team just got the 'chip