Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kits, artist - Payroll Giovanni.
Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kits |
Yeah |
It be a lot of niggas talkin' that money shit |
And talkin' that jewelry shit |
What’cho kit layin' like? |
Oh, you don’t know what a kit is? |
What’cho chain and your watch-man like? |
This BYLUG, mob shit |
One and only, 4−1 |
Rose-gold AP, flooded with them VV’s |
Got a different piece on every time you see me |
Jumpin' out a white sedan, plottin' on my next plan |
Might ice the whole face and put some emeralds in the band |
Next day, platinum masterpiece, guess I’m bein' low |
But between this watch and iced-link, that’s one-twenty on it |
Two-and-a-half karat stones in a nigga ear |
Might upgrade them bitches to four — water, is all I hear |
4−1 P charm, boy, this ten years old |
Been did the emeralds, damn, the industry is so-so (?) |
Marble on the back, yeah, it match with my matchin' floors |
Wood in my Benz, it match the floors in my condo |
Any jewels from this point gotta be big chunks |
Since I got my money up, I ain’t into little stuff |
Niggas like that tiny shit, I don’t knock it, guess it’s cute |
I’m a solid nigga, so my kit gotta be solid too |
Boy, big kits, big kits |
Bitch, I rock big kits, big kits |
I only rock big kits, big kits |
You could tell I’ma big fish, big fish |
Big kits, big kits |
Bitch, I rock big kits, big kits |
I only rock big kits, big kits |
You could tell I’ma big fish, big fish |
Boss shit |
Girl, yo' babydaddy playin' keep up |
We had to upgrade his lil' kit when he seen us |
Niggas buy some petty ass chains and think they ‘fluence us |
I was a high-schooler, this is shit I been doin' |
Compete with P, you gon' find yourself ruined |
No dollar left, me? |
I’m flyin' in a ‘vette |
On my way to Somerset, ‘bout to grab a Louis (…) |
I shop for clothes locally, you see I’m gettin' money |
VS stones, you lil' niggas so cheap |
Who you think you’re foolin' with that cloudy ice link? |
In the winter, niggas wearin' patched up minks |
My minks cost more than your watch and your piece, boy |
I’m sellin' like Creed, Mercedes taillights when I leave |
That watch ain’t even yours on your sleeve, boy |
That chain another nigga’s, but you swear you touchin' figures |
Let me cut this verse short, man, I know I’m hurtin' niggas |
Big kits, big kits |
Bitch, I rock big kits, big kits |
I only rock big kits, big kits |
You could tell I’ma big fish, big fish |
Big kits, big kits |
Bitch, I rock big kits, big kits |
I only rock big kits, big kits |
You could tell I’ma big fish, big fish |
This kit I got on over a $ 100K, and I’ll rock another $ 100K another day |
Tryna keep up, boy, you gon' pull a muscle |
My worst day is like your best day, it fit the double |
Yo' new shit ain’t fuckin' with my oldest shit |
That watch — I been did it, it was cool, now, I’m over it |
Told her, «You ain’t seen us, you ain’t seen shit' |
I rather have a solid kit, than rock a bunch of cheap shit |