Sheff G - Kiss Ya Neck lyrics

[Intro: Sheff G] Hol' on, look, huh Great John on the beat, by the way She like, look [Chorus: Sheff G] "Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on "Baby what's your name? We could play a game, lemme be ya rag," wait, huh She like, "Lemme take a pic, lemme su*k ya ehh," hol' on Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on [Verse 1: Sheff G] Buster, why you trippin'? I got thirty-three, no Scottie Pippen I got that, walk up on 'em, have 'em dippin' Got that machinery, no Planet Fitness Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh You could play the dummy, act like you don't know Get thеse bands stackin' from the floor He disrеspect, leave him on the floor Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh ni**a who said we don't send shots at ni**as? Like we don't bend blocks on ni**as Come through, gang clearing them blocks on ni**as Hol' on, huh She keep tryna hit my jack though Ass fat, get ya back broke But no, I don't cuff, baby that's a joke Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh She like, "Sheff, you movin' too reckless" Not your man, baby why you stressin'? I only make her pull up for the neckin' Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh b*tches love me, know that I'm a goon Used to dub a ni**a up in school Now I bet she let me scoop it like a spoon Hol' on, huh, hol' on, huh He was flexin' on us, now we smokin' on 'em Said he miss his homie, then we send him to 'em He gon' think we jokin', now we jokin' on 'em, like Hol' on, huh Me and bro, that's too much shots Me and gang, that's too much Glocks ni**as lyin', they spin no blocks Hol' on [Chorus: Sheff G & Fivio Foreign] "Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on (Hol' on) "Baby what's your name? We could play a game, lemme be ya rag," wait, huh (Wait) She like, "Lemme take a pic, lemme su*k ya ehh," hol' on (Hah) Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on (Uh) "Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on (Aww) "Baby what's your name? We could play a game, lemme be ya rag," wait, huh (Wait) She like (She like) "Lemme take a pic, lemme su*k ya ehh," hol' on (Hah) Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on (Fivi, uh, look, yeah, uh) [Verse 2: Fivio Foreign] She thought she took me on her (Took me on her) I took the cookies, I'ma cookie monster She like, "Fivio come, lemme put it on ya" (Come lemme put it on ya) Swerve (Swerve. uh) Hittin' b*tches with the curve (Uh) She hit me back with the, uh (Uh) So I know I hit a nerve (Uh, look, uh) Fivi Foreign with the A She listen to every single thing I say When she link me, she just wanna get laid When she go link you, she always wanna get paid (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Huh, yeah, son of a (Son of a) She like Fivi (I'm like what?) "Why you don't move like you one of them?" (Uh, yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Like, "Why you not there when I pull up on son and 'em?" (Yeah, uh) 'Cause they wasn't there when I was comin' up (He get a) You can't get a, nah Huh, look (Yeah) I got a Spanish mami from Bronx She with her friends, so that's a Nicki Minaj, uh [Chorus: Sheff G] "Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on "Baby what's your name? We could play a game, lemme be ya rag," wait, huh She like, "Lemme take a pic, lemme su*k ya ehh," hol' on Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on "Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on "Baby what's your name? We could play a game, lemme be ya rag," wait, huh She like, "Lemme take a pic, lemme su*k ya ehh," hol' on Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on