This is a song about "Kicks"

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

I do it just for kicks, even if i got no strife

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

You can hear it in my lyrics

#egg-sample next hatches when new mission kicks in

I know they pay me too much of attention

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Hes got on some crips kicks

I represent, but still i need the cars, the hoes, the freshest kicks,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

So for the necklace you get crane kicks