[Lyric] Kiss Ya Neck (Sheff G)

[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 suck 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
Nigga who said we don't send shots at niggas?
Like we don't bend blocks on niggas
Come through, gang clearing them blocks on niggas
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
Bitches love me, know that I'm a goon
Used to dub a nigga 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
Niggas 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 suck 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 suck 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' bitches 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 suck 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 suck ya'— ehh," hol' on
Put it on her lip, take her on a trip, we can't take no flicks, hol' on