Kid Ink

[fox69]

"Be Real"
(feat. Dej Loaf)

"Be Real"
(feat. Dej Loaf)



[Intro - DeJ Loaf:]
You ain't got no will, you ain't got no bottle
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
You ain't got no cash, you ain't got no dollars
You stay with that drama, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
Yeah, let's just be honest, let's just be real

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Uh, just keep it real with ya
You the only nigga here feeling yourself
Walk in, them bitches start filming
They sittin' with a man, thotty ass still grinning, it's on
Honest, so hot, mind on a comet
Fast life sometimes feel like I'm in a comic
I don't give a fuck, bitch with or without a condom
Fat Joe, pockets lean back like a recliner
I'm in this, representing West Side
Lotta people try to tell me I'm the next guy
Batgang, got it tatted by my left eye
Chain gang over here, no neck tie
Bitch you know I'm all about the business
From beginning to the ending never simpin', never slippin'
Sippin' P-A-T-R-O-to the-N
And if I'm in the building know it's complaints from the tenants
On the real

[Pre-Hook - Kid Ink:]
You could call anyone you want
I'm a kill 'em all, bet on it
Said we the only ones that stuntin' now
Let's just be real

[Hook - DeJ Loaf & Kid Ink:]
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
Yeah let's just be honest, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, we all know the deal
So let's just be honest, let's just be real

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
Uh, slow down back to back, it's enough, to go round back to back
Been drinkin' like you thirsty
How you make it to my section in the first place?
Nah, I ain't trippin', shit is nada
They say it ain't trickin' if you got it
Bitch I'm a boss like Gotti
Rock Tom Ford and I still pop Molly
Roll up good Cali, ladeedadee
It's just me and all my hommies
At your door like the shining, ooh!
Feel like can't nobody stop me, I'm a hot nigga
And the bitch that I'm with know she hot stuff
Pull up in the hot wheels, ballin' get yo hops up
If you got a problem need a hotline
9-1-1 but we don't ever call the cops, for real

[Pre-Hook - Kid Ink:]
You could call anyone you want
I'm a kill 'em all, bet on it
Said we the only ones that stuntin' now
Let's just be real

[Hook - DeJ Loaf & Kid Ink:]
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
Yeah let's just be honest, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, we all know the deal
So let's just be honest, let's just be real

 

[fox69]

"Blackout"
(feat. Meek Mill)

"Blackout"
(feat. Meek Mill)



[Chorus:]
Girl, I see you with your friends and your ass out
Just left stage, bout to cash out
One more drink and I’ma pass out
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
If you getting money, pull your cash out!

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
I said I’m turned up, maxed out
New money, but I just pulled a stash out
Huuuuh, couldn’t see me in a glass house
And my bitch way better than my last spouse
Hey, so tell me what you wanna do
Big bank take little bank,
I’m Chase and bitch you are Wamu
I’m on some other shit, so can you please get off my stool
I am the man up in this bitch, I do it big, give me my room
Or I could give the business, but this right here is none of ya’ll
Nobody could fuck with me, it must be the nun in ya’ll
Watch me throw it up, throw it up cuz I can’t stomach ya’ll
I’m bout to take your bitch nigga and this is how I cum in her

[Chorus:]
Girl, I see you with your friends and your ass out
Just left stage, bout to cash out
One more drink and I’ma pass out
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
If you getting money, pull your cash out!

[Verse 2 - Meek Mill:]
Diamond in my chain, Whoopi Goldberg, black as shit
Black Breitling all on my wrist, bitch I’m Bernie Mackin’ it
Get some Geicko for that hoe, before it be an accident
Cuz I be shitting on these niggas, like I took a laxative
I bring a bitch down, like I break a brick down
Chopper with a drum, hoe 86 rounds
I could make it rain and make a hater sit down
And I ain’t trying to save no chick, I’m trying to make a bitch drown
And I be swimming all in that money, diving all in that paper
Black phantom with no tint, styling out on them haters
Your team vs my team, Cavaliers vs. Lakers
I make a movie all on your bitch, scream free TIP I take her

[Chorus:]
Girl, I see you with your friends and your ass out
Just left stage, bout to cash out
One more drink and ima pass out
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
Can’t nobody see me? It’s a blackout
Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout
If you getting money, pull your cash out!

 

[fox69]

"Blowin Swishers"

"Blowin Swishers"



Yeaah... uh
Comin where I wanna
Eyes wide shut close reek of marajuana
It's stuffy up in here got it lookin like a sonna
Smokin kills Terminator you can call it Sarah Conor
Gotcha coughin like you gotta cold nigga
Fuck you doin? blowin swishers

Man and I'm high as hell
Yeah my life is like a movie hope you gotta stale
I'm I'll muthafucka I don't need a meal
But my pockets got the munchies and I feed em well
Why yo money lookin like it's on a diet pill
I can eyeball dat I ain't gotta scale
Split it down and dump it nigga
Fuck you doin? blowin swishers

And I'm tryna smoke with all ya'll
Rollin papers and I feel like a ball hog
I can't pass dat, the way I hit
Dats only one round mike tyson
It ain't no papers in my house, I don't write shit
But yo bitches prolly here on a night shift
Baby stop by the store but I don't need liquor
Fuck you want? pack of swishers.

Cause I'm a get you high tonight
Once you learn how to roll it's a ridin bike
Said I'm over niggas heads on cloud nine
Fuck what you got my nigga smell mine
This ain't a art gallery why everybody starin
Gotta house full of bunnies where the fuck is ona ferris
I'm in the cut, you can keep your rithless
Fuck you doin? blowin swishers

And I don't wanna hear that it taste good
One hit it, it's you feel it in yo face good
We cookin baby you could meet me over here
Got everybodies eyes lookin medium rare
How I'm comin on the beat it's fuckin really unfair
Seen the haters talkin shit but I really don't care
You can all suck a dick, feel it in yo throat nigga
Fuck you doin? blowin swishers

 

[fox69]

"Blowin' Swishers, Pt. 2"
(feat. Starrah)

"Blowin' Swishers, Pt. 2"
(feat. Starrah)



[Starrah:]
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Push a buck 50, blowin' swishers out the window
Can't nobody fuck with me, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Police finna ?, blowin' swishers out the window
Everywhere we go we faded, blowin' swishers out the window
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers
Blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers
Blowin' swishers out the window

[Kid Ink:]
Okay, I'm ridin' through the city blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers like nintendo, extendo the blunt lit long like a limo
Puf Puf pass give it back like a rental, for real though, man this whole thing I can face it,
for real though these bitches caught the vapers, hot box nigga need a lil' ventilation
This motherfuck paper, this niggas suck the gation
Ugh!
Rollin' rolled up in the rover, attitude like the one time it never pulled me over,
got the tool in the backseat, in case these niggas try me, put the tool in the stash spot case you hit a siren

[Starrah:]
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Push a buck 50, blowin' swishers out the window
Can't nobody fuck with me, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Police finna hate it, blowin' swishers out the window
Everywhere we go we faded, blowin' swishers out the window
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers
Blowin' swishers out the window

[Kid Ink:]
Since the beginning blowin' swishers first time that I did it
And a nigga felt like Mike Tyson when I hit it
Roll up Just like [?] when I spend it all my last 20$ bet a young nigga spend it
For real though stuff it like a pillow, say she don't smoke but she make me pop a pill though
My eyes all red and them bitches sittin' rillo
It's me and Mike Avilac, who got a cigarillo
Police finna hate it, I'm rollin' so sadated
I'm rollin' with no plate, you pull me over niggas skatin'
Roll bounce bow wow size blunt as tram
You been holdin' on that swisher for a minute
I'm just sayin' nigga

[Starrah:]
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Push a buck 50, blowin' swishers out the window
Can't nobody fuck with me, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Police finna hate it, blowin' swishers out the window
Everywhere we go we faded, blowin' swishers out the window
Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers

 

[fox69]

"Blunted"

"Blunted"


I got 1.5 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Blunted, blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?

I got 1.5 for the red eye flight
If you tryna get high bitch just my type
Sittin' in the room full of disco lights
Pair of shades on, I'm the coolest nigga on sight
Tell 'em hide that, where the fuck you buy that?
I can't even try that, glad I got my own shit wit me
Catch up, if it's OG match up
But you ain't got a Swisher then we ain't gon' session
This mothafuckin' weed so sticky
Breakin' this down get ya fingers so messy
You gon' put a hole in the blunt, keep rushin'
Shoulda used a grinder ho, then buzz check it out
You could say I'm an addict
Got a gram of the wax if you need a dab hit
Must keep it in a jar cause these niggas cabbage
What you smoke, 420 is my fuckin' average, imagine
Blunted, blunted, know you can smell me comin'
Said blunted, blunted, everybody always like "sell me somethin'"
But this sack cost more than a 20
You can roll one of mine just wrap it like a mummy
Straight top shelf in the store
Stole the connect, now I get it for the low
So you know I got...

[Hook:]
1.5 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Smoke about a pound in a month
I don't even pay no attention
I got 1.5 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Stay blunted, blunted, blunted
Where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
I got 1.5 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Stay...

Roll one for the niggas who fronted, for the bitches who want it
Roll one for the money, roll one to the face
That's 4 if you countin', high as a mountain, all for these ounces
Stuck in the middle of the couch with cotton mouth
I need a sip from the fountain
So gone think I left a couple nugs at ya crib
Make sure you hit a nigga when you found 'em
Blunted, blunted, me and my niggas treat weed like money
Said blunted, blunted, if I smell another seed I'm runnin'
Said, no sticks, takin' shots while you hittin' bricks
Know I got the juice and you niggas nowhere in the mix
Be consistent, what you smoke hit or miss
I roll up OG every intermish
O-OG, make a mothafucka OD
Hit ya body like morphine, army
Babysittin' the blunt, I'll get you a car seat
Fuck what it cost me, these dividends is all goin' to the medicine
It ain't one of the 7 sins, rollin' with these 7 grams
Sorry baby if there's weed hangin' out the end
But its...

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Body Language"
(feat. Usher & Tinashe)

"Body Language"
(feat. Usher & Tinashe)



[Hook - Usher & Tinashe:]
It's not a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it ('bout it)
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk about it
Can we talk about it?

You ain't gotta say too much
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language
You ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Said you ain't gotta say too much
Hate when you say that I play too much
When I get too close I'm a touch that subject
I can read your body, nuff said
Quit all that yappin'
Meet let's talk and a little more action (Yeah)
Now girl keep it G, know you speak a little freak
I can hear it in yo' accent
So tell me, can you understand my language?
If you tryna ride, just stay in my lane
It's no other way to explain it
A lame in, fuck, who you came with (eghh)

[Hook - Usher & Tinashe:]
It's not a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk about it
Can we talk about it?

But you ain't gotta say too much
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
It ain't hard to tell
If you don't wanna take it too far then well
You better stop flirtin' and stop twerkin'
So perfect, cause it's workin'
That ass worth all the worship
You been in yo' bag like Birkin
Never had it like this before me
You ain't know girl better read up on me
You trying to get high, gotta re-up on me
Bein' stuck up gon' leave you lonely for the night
We should leave before the lights on girl
I'm too on

[Hook - Usher & Tinashe:]
It's not that a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it ('bout it)
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk about it
Can we talk about it?

But you ain't gotta say too much
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language

[Bridge - Usher & Tinashe:]
Oh they say don't judge a book by it's cover
We can make a scene that you be under the cover (Listen)
You ain't gotta say too much
You ain't gotta say too much
(Girl I'm talkin', girl I'm listenin')
(Come closer, lemme hear ya)

[Hook - Usher & Tinashe:]
It's not that a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it ('bout it)
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk about it
Can we talk about it?

You ain't gotta say too much
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language
You ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language

 

[fox69]

"Bom Bom"

"Bom Bom"



Know you see me sitting on the cloud high
Fresh up out the kitchen
Broke that bitch right up on that counter top
Me and Mary Jane, Bloody Mary’s in the mirror
Say my name three times, I’ll be there with that killer

Can you smell what we smoking on
Let me break it down, nugget size of a poke-ball
Doctor GreenThumb
Swear just one pick up have your finger
Feeling like the back side of a sticker

Only rolling (Bom Bom), need a swisher
Shawty says she got a pom pom
She a right now girl, it don’t matter to me
No substraction, tell ‘em I’ma addict baby, ugh!

It feels like I’m in a daze, my mind in a haze
You can see it in my ways ugh
But we do this everyday, anybody got a problem wit it
You know what I’m saying ah

Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up

Get right to it, you ain’t even gotta ask
You know what the fuck I’m doing

I roll it like a diploma, high up
Trying not to fall in a kush coma (Yeah)
Second hand smoke, just from the aroma (Yeah!)
Smell that loud niggas telling me to tone it down
Ugh got a nigga barely moving
Stoned like I’ve been eye fucking with Medusa
Right to the medula
But it make your blunt look skinny like a cue tip
We blowing up bombs
So just relax, sit back and cuff your time
You’re looking for the light, I got it like Tron
Ain’t nobody on the level that I’m on

It feels like I’m in a daze, my mind in a haze
You can see it in my ways, ugh
But we do this everyday, anybody got a problem wit’ it
You know what I’m saying ah

Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up

Get right to it, you ain’t even gotta ask
You know what the fuck I’m doing.

 

[fox69]

"Bossin' Up"

"Bossin' Up"


[Hook (x2)]
Valet park my whip nigga
Hammer time for my chips nigga
(Bossin' up!)
Add it up, your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
(Bossin' up) A-Add it up
(Bossin' up) A-Add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff

It goes
Valet when I park it
OG when I spark it
Money speak when I'm talkin'
J's on when I'm walking
They fired up like arsen
You can't touch my garments
Up late nights pass Carson
Drinkin' large proportions of that turn up, juice
Got your girlfriend, loose
Checkin' that ass listening to Loup
Give a nigga all holes no loops
Give a nigga all brain no lip
I be at the ball hanging no grip
Pant saggin' of four fitfh
My security bullets like 4 inches
Get that shit like four ninjas
Did that shit for my nigga's who
Made it out the hood to the good side
Bossin' up with no tie
You heard it through the grape vine
And I was actually there, Yeah
It's clear who's been gettin' to the bread like Panera, ugh

[Hook (x2)]

 

[fox69]

"Bossin' Up"
(feat. A$ap Ferg & French Montana)

"Bossin' Up"
(feat. A$ap Ferg & French Montana)



Okay
Bossin' up
You, you can check we bossin'
Yeah

[Hook: x2]
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
It go, valet when I park it
OG when I spark it
Money speak when I'm talkin'
J-J's on when I'm walking
Stay fired up like arson
You can't touch my garments
Up late nights pass Carson
Drinkin' large proportions of that turn up, juice
Got your girlfriend, loose
Shakin' that ass listening to Luke
Give a nigga all hole no loops
Give a nigga all brain no lip
I be at the ball hanging no grip
Pants saggin' on four fifth
My security bullets like 4 inches
Kick that shit like four ninjas
Did that shit for my niggas who
Made it out the hood to the good side
B-bossin' up with no tie
You heard it through the grapevine
And I was actually there
Yeah, It's clear who's been gettin' to the bread like Panera, ugh

[Hook: x2]
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff

[Verse 2: French Monatana]
You know it's Mr. Haaanhh
Ferg what's happening
Ink what's happening
Owwww, Hannn
Bossed up in this bitch
Got my golds up in this bitch
Don't get tossed up in this bitch
I'm like owwww, hannnn
Coke Boys in this bitch (hannn)
Got Kid Ink up in this bitch (hannn)
Got ASAP Ferg in this bitch (ay, ay, ay)
I'm like (owww) hunit on that stage nigga
Hunnit in them them K's nigga
In that Porsche, boxed up, stunting 'till-my grave nigga
Strapped with the 40, shit real out chea
Talking about the purpose smoking fills outchea (han)
Stingy with the money, but the shells I shed
And my nigga rip the gold off ya grill out chea
Pull up in a tank (tank), cup full of drank (drank)
Make 10 mill, stuff it in a bank (bank)
50 on a rollie, 100 on a lane (bling)
Think you an animal turn you to a mank (woo)
Throwing dust, throwing bullets (bullt), stunting on the po pull up
Top-off, car-hooded, this-South-Bronx-boogie
Owwww

[Hook: (x2)]

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Uh
Hello nigga with the gold teeth
Hilfiger nigga, only OG
Hilfiger niggas, only 4D
But for real, a trilla' nigga bring the whole street
Four trill bitches on my Rollie
Montana hammer, like I'm Tony
Cocaina ‘til her nose bleed
Make a girl wanna cuff like the police
That flacko nigga goldie
Me and Rocky like Apollo Creed
Relax to the max, no cozy
Big dogs on the crib but I'm low-key
Don't fuck with them niggas that be phony
Young B XXX don't even know me
She all on my wang, Alexander Wang
Yeah, Margiela feel the leather - 4G
These Ape's on my feet, make my cypher complete
Make girls scream "Lord" like I am a priest
I'm a boss nigga, climbing seas
Just collect cash while designing sneaks
Whip yo teeth every time I speak
3 thou for the smile, nigga I'm a G
Better talk to me nice, nigga I'm a chief
You dealing with a boss, so I need PC
Yeah, I'm bout this bread
I'm bout this dough
I'm bout this dough
Ooooo-ooo, ooooo, ooooo

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Keep it 1 hunnit
1 hunnit in one's
If you tryna have some fun
Funds up get you some
The sum of it all (all), all this money in my draw (yeah)
Draw these hoes to my car (egh)
Add it up, how I ball (go)
Yeah that's bossin' up, but don't bother us
Steady poppin' in, so popular
Love poppin' shit, its Rocketship
Might take off, so out of here (here)
Here we go again (gain), given in to sin
So sincere since last night, til 6 going in
Sun shine, see the glare (glare), no we ain't playing fare (no)
And you ain't really bout that paper, if it ain't enough to share (what)
Acting like I been on vacation, tell a mother fucker I ain't going no where
On my own, playing the cards like the game is solitaire, yeah

[Hook]

[Outro: fading out] Bags and stuff [x6]

 

[fox69]

"Break It Down"

"Break It Down"


[Verse 1]
She knows how to break it down.
I can give her that. (Give her that)
Give it to her, laying on her back. Yeap.
Pound that pussy like a dap. Hope you ready for attack.
Turn it up, climax.
Call me Santa Clause, sitting on my lap. (On my lap)
Now bring it back and take them panties off.
Let me see that ass.
Turn me on all night baby I can duralast Uh.
Put it on the dresser by the lamp. (By the lamp)
Biting on her neck like a vamp. (Like a vamp)
Got her wet, way past damp doing thangs she ain’t doing with her man.

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
She know how to break it down. (She know how to break it down, down, down)
Girl I can break you down. (Girl I can break you down, down, down)

[Verse 2]
I can give her that.
Give to her. Laying on her chest.
Sweat marinating on her breast.
Go to work, lay her on the desk.
And take them panties off.
No. Girl you can leave them panties on. Uh.
And I can pull it to the side, once I get inside.
Say she ain’t a freak I guarantee you that she lyin’.
Baby girl let it go. (Yeah)
Go n’ let it show. (Uh)
I thought I should let you know. (Yeah)
Your pussy is incredible. (Yeah)

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
She know how to break it down. (She know how to break it down, down, down)
Girl I can break you down. (Girl I can break you down, down, down)

[Verse 3]
Yup. Down for the count.
Hook that pussy then I knock that ass out. (Yeap)
I said she’s down for the count shoulda seen when I put it in my mouth.

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
(She know how to break it down, down, down.) [2X]
(Girl I can break you down, down, down.) [2X]