Leaders (Hellcats in Miami) versuri

Leaders (Hellcats in Miami) lyrics by Kid Caprio

(Chorus)
They can’t see us
G’s and we some leaders
Know we keep the heaters
And now we pack arenas
They been told that we up
Still could hold the re-up
Now I throw my feet up
But i got more to speed up
But I pull up with them bags quick
Shut up lil bitch you dont ask shit
Still getting it from my last hit
All of you bitches is plastic
I got bags in the back
How I been living fantastic
Ask how we did it
This rap shit
Now we be
Whipping hellcats bitch

(Verse 1)
I pull up in masks
And we getting it fast
And we got all the straps
And we laughing at Gucci
No time to react
They be passing it back
I dont ask for a plaque
They handing it to me
Way how im living
Like im in that movie
Escaped that bitch smoothly
And made me a ruby
But thats every day shit
I’m still on vacation
With no destination
Cause they never knew me
And they been unruly
I stay with my toolie
And rate my blick
Can’t escape my stick
Still young Mike Vick
Bitch stick to the script
Too dripped in the whip
And I’m lit with a zip
Trynna sing highkey
Might hit my shit
Right quick
I spin
I’m slick
With my clique
Real G type shit
Break it down a lil bit
Can’t get like me
You’d die in the fit

(Chorus)
They can’t see us
G’s and we some leaders
Know we keep the heaters
And now we pack arenas
They been told that we up
Still could hold the re-up
Now I throw my feet up
But i got more to speed up
But I pull up with them bags quick
Shut up lil bitch you dont ask shit
Still getting it from my last hit
All of you bitches is plastic
I got bags in the back
How I been living fantastic
Ask how we did it
This rap shit
Now we be
Whipping hellcats bitch

(Verse 2)
This lifestyle in it
This lifestyle in it
Hundred thou
In the crowd
You get loud in it
I got bands
In my hands
No account limit
I levitated
And became the greatest
And made it to now with it
I sent a text to your dm
Aye
And said im trynna hit your friend
Girl im just trynna switch your plan
And aye aye
I probably got the discipline
With the wrist
For it to fall and swish it in
And i would never miss again
Cause you thick
And you a fricking ten

(Chorus)
They can’t see us
G’s and we some leaders
Know we keep the heaters
And now we pack arenas
They been told that we up
Still could hold the re-up
Now I throw my feet up
But i got more to speed up
But I pull up with them bags quick
Shut up lil bitch you dont ask shit
Still getting it from my last hit
All of you bitches is plastic
I got bags in the back
How I been living fantastic
Ask how we did it
This rap shit
Now we be
Whipping hellcats bitch