Icha Gicha Lyrics - Kap G

I wanna hit from behind 

While you take a couple lines 

Gimme good brain like Einstein 

I know you heard it's my time 

You see my people keep dyin' 

And it don't make New York Times 

This shit like Math and Division 

You gotta carry the nine 

She say, "Hey, do you do lines?" 

I say, "No, I don't do lines" 

She say, "Can I be your wife?" 

I say, "No, just do my guys" 

My partner's strappin' the zips 

The nicks, and even the dimes 

Can't even trust your best friend 

I swear these niggas so slime 

I hate when bitches be lyin' 

I love when bitches be fine 

Just 'cause you sippin' the lines 

Don't mean you spittin' your rhymes 

I keep the baddest, the Spanish, the fatest up in V Live 

I keep a lot of felines but more money on my mind 

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If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her 

Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah 

Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba 

The-then we gonna one up like icha gicha gicha gicha 

Oh baby, you so fine 

I might make you one of mine 

That's why you don't even be tryin' 

That lips and don't wear design 

She freaky pull out my jawn 

She freaky pull out my jawn 

I got her clothes on my blinds 

I get more head than salons 

She say, "Hey, do you do lines?" 

I say, "No, I don't do lines" 

She say, "Can I get the steak?" 

I say "Go 'head, get the prime" 

My partner's throwin' gang signs 

My vato's throwin' gang signs 

They say these hoes be for everybody 

That's cool, they not mine 

I'm screamin' free all the guys 

You seen the pain in our eyes 

The police, they a disguise 

They K.K.K. and for life 

I just might take your advice 

Finesse and shootin' some dies 

They told me she ain't my type 

You better go get your wife 

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If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her 

Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah 

Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba 

The-then we gonna one up like icha gicha gicha gicha 

If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her 

Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah 

Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba 

The-then we gonna one up like icha gicha gicha gicha 

Clear Patricks in my bathroom doin' lines 

Yeah, my ex bitch ask how I'm doin', I'm doin' fine 

Yeah, my shooters out by Louis Vuitton 

I take a trip out to Milan 

She actin' new like Jimmy Neutron 

She tied me in the Uber 

She said, "Do you do lines?" 

I said, "No I don't do lines" 

I said, "Baby, are you blind?" 

Look there's a cork in my wine 

Just like support, girl, I grind 

I'm tryna stack dollar signs 

I hit that bitch without tryin' 

I hit that bitch from the spot 

If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her 

Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah 

Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba 

The-then we gonna one up like icha gicha gicha gicha