Andreas Todini - Kung Fu lyrics

[Verse 1: Andreas Todini] Came out the club with them bags missin' Back in the lab get it right back I'm just tryna get my racks Focus boy and then attack These slugs stand up real nice And you know I gotta a lot of rice These days gotta know the price Ice on me like a skating rink f** boy I'm not a f**er think I'm just sitting in the club chillin Your boy hot like shillin These are the d** in my pocket I'm tryna get lifted Talk about a lot sh**, that you ain't having you sh**head I'm with the squad, we global Gettin' bigger like snowball I'm riding, real low, real low With the duffel bag in the trunk getting skunk Hot f**s and you know I went harder than I ever done did do Worldwide think that I a bit poor Call up, yeah, what's issue?, I need 5 bricks 'bout tomorrow [Pre-Hook: Andreas Todini] Shot it up, I think I know Kung Fu, ay I think I know Kung Fu, ay I think I know Kung Fu, ay I think I know Kung Fu, chop up the bricks I think I know Kung Fu, think I Think I, I think I know Kung Fu, yeah I think I, think I, think I, think I, think I, think I, think I, think I, think I know Kung Fu [Hook: Andreas Todini] Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Gimme the keys and I'll show ya what'da do Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Gimme the keys and I'll show ya what'da do Trap with the knife I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu I know Kung Fu Chop up the bricks I know Kung Fu [Verse 2: Andreas Todini] Meet the hommies at the bando They wanna talk about some b**hes I won't talk about cashing out Ain't no time for this bullsh** Real talk, through the progress I'm just here being honest Blasting off like Team Rocket Buying the mall, when we shop in So I need something from your boy, yeah We need to get this cash back So short in f** boy's life Getting money so I ensure lives I'm light years ahead I'm so far ahead, I swear I get bread on the regular Looking at me like I'm alien [?] [Verse 3: Tag Shai] Look at the roof with permission Sound off need those could veins Shai Boi flex, no framing sh** Light up the sh** with the propane Chop up the bricks, put it on my wrists Chop up the bricks, put it on my wrists Chop up the bricks, lower the roof With the bad b**h flex is a goto Leave your thoughts outside cause you know I'll be alright I ride alone Singing you my favourite song Air Force 1's they ready Heartbeat paced I'm feeling steady Haunting dogs like I be Freddy Armoured backpack Walk around town with a baseball bat Got 100 stacks' knocked under my waistband Cause you a b**h, man You'll be replaced, man Bring the squad to the base land I will feel a home in the flame, man I'll be probably kissing on laced, man I'll be talking sh** with no face, man