Let's Kick His Ass!

[Intro: Father]

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Father]

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass (Yessir)

Let's kick his ass, yeah, let's fuck him up, yeah

Let's beat him up, yeah, and run his pockets, yeah

Take all his shit, yeah, take all his riches, yeah

Take all his bitches, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 1: Zack Fox & Father]

Let's kick his ass

Let's stomp him out and throw his body in the trash (Bitch)

Let's break his bones, put his body in a cast (Bitch)

I'ma stab him, put a lemon in the gash

Throw that nigga in a lake and make a splash

Let's hook him up to jumper cables, hit the gas

Let's whoop his ass (Yeah), let's do him bad (Yeah)

What did he do to make them niggas that mad?

Goddamn, man, he going out sad (Yeah)

Let's take his racks, let's fuck him up

Let's pull up on him, put his body in the trunk (Yeah)

Then let's park the car somewhere and blow it up (Yeah)

If you don't give a damn, I don't give a fuck (Yeah)

He talkin' tough, now that nigga out of luck (Yeah)

Let's punch him in the face (Yeah, yeah)

Put him on a plate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bow your head, say your grace

Let's kick his ass, send him to the pearly gates

[Chorus: Father]

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass (Yes)

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass

Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass

Let's kick his ass (He asked)

Let's kick his ass, yeah, let's fuck him up, yeah

Let's beat him up, yeah, and run his pockets, yeah

Take all his shit, yeah, take all his riches, yeah

Take all his bitches, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 2: Father]

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, that's my shit

She said, "That's my shit," the coke fishscale

We drinkin' Montclairs, and ran down spots with they moms there

Daughters and they sons there, mow 'em down like John Deere

I'm steppin' on niggas, I'm steppin' on product

Steppin' out in Gucci and Prada

Put my whole foot in niggas' daughters

Free Willy, big well, the coke fishscale

What's a fist sale? My whole fist swell to send niggas to hell

Step on a nigga nuts 'til they go squish

I'ma shoot my shot at this bitch 'til it goes swish

I love your hip dips, bitch, she love the way a nigga ropes could swing

My hands around a motherfucker's throat and the Sun get lit

Aw, shucks, bitch, I give no fucks, bitch, got that pyro lit

Turn niggas to hieroglyphs and make souls lift

[Interlude: Father & Archibald Slim]

Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh

Help, open the door

Help, I'm locked in with a killer

Ah, help, help, ah, ah, ah, help

[Verse 3: Archibald Slim & Father]

Kill his ass in his dreams like Scary Terry (Yeah)

Stomp his feet and slap his ass when he scream like Tom and Jerry (Ah)

If I don't know your ass, then don't need to fight you fairly

Fat' and Zach'll shoot your ass in the knees and body slam you (Let's kick his ass)

Choke a nigga 'til his eyes pop out

You die today, I hope you proud of how your life turned out

Wouldn't wanna play, not knowin' all my niggas' minds burnt out

Couldn't let it slide, a nigga tried today, his pride hurt now, uh (Let's kick his ass)

Fuck 'em up like that boy black and I'm a white man (Whatchu doing out here, boy?)

Fuck a slut and steal the strap up out the nightstand

He ain't got no heart and he would never fight no niggas

But when he inside with his bitch, I bet he workin' on his right hand

Hit his lines from his bitch phone and stomp him out while he sleepin'

Record the video then get online and go leak it

That boy done hit the floor and he knocked out, now he bleedin'

That nigga ain't never liked me, at least now it's a reason (Let's kick his ass)

[Outro]

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