41, Kyle Richh – Stomp Stomp Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Bitch, came with thirty, I left with elеven
On his body, don’t let ’em gеt lost
Like, we made a movie on— (Damn)
What the fuck? (Doumbouya)
How you alive? (How you alive?)
Stop the dissin’, get out the kitchen
Like, when is you comin’ outside? (Bitch!)
Two-two deep, when I’m on they side (I’m on they side)
Brodie ‘oot like a Piston
Ka-Kartii laughin’, we already blitzed ’em (Kartii!)
I could never do bad on a mission (Bitch!)
Walk-walk down (Grrah), walk down just to better the distance (Grrah)
Like he can’t run, there ain’t no way to run

[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
I keep fuckin’ my vision, this shit got me trippin’ (It’s Carter, dickhead)
Bitch, ‘Migos I’m sippin’ (What?)
Lotto stay on that timin’, I call him, he clickin’ (Clickin’)
And she love how I’m drippin’ (Grrah)
That .40 like soccer the way that it’s kickin’ (Kickin’)
Like, what? (Grrah) Who really on that? (What?)
Brodie got put on the floor like a doormat (Doormat)
Niggas talkin’, but where they performed at? (Grrah)
And if he got no motion, I cannot support that, bitch (Support that, bitch)
Like, that’s the sound of the chop’ (Grrah)
Jah Woo, he came with a knock (Like, what?)
And if Dee in the spot then it’s a billion shots, grrah (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Up first, no hesitation
Dot on his noggin’ (Dot on his noggin) we makin’ him famous (Grrah, grrah)
Like, she a baddie, she lovin’ my fragrance

[Verse 3: Dee Billz]
She a, she a thottie, throw it in rotation (She a thottie!)
In the booth, and it’s Wock’ in my cup (Wocky)
Got two thots, I don’t know who to rump (I don’t know who to what?)
Thot-thot bitch, shake it, for some Runtz, dissin’ on my— (She gon’ shake it)
She feelin’ the gun (Grrah)
Like grrah, my shit don’t got no safety
Bro rock ’em to sleep like a baby (Rock ’em to sleep)
All of my-all of my opps be dyin’, (Be dyin’)
Shit crazy, I laugh on a daily
In the-in the spot she a baddie wit’ motion
I’m tryna dive in that ocean (Dive in that ocean)
Keep it a P, I don’t got no emotion
Want no baby, I gotta hit wit’ a Trojan (Trojan)
In the party sippin’ Casamigos (Casa, casa)
Might switch it and pour up the Henny (Pour up the Henny)
Too-tooties askin’, “Where is Jenny?” (Where is Jenn?)
Told ’em she gon’ be here in like twenty
Two=Two thots, and they both twins, like
I’m tryna go for the win (Go for the dub)
Strike her down, like a pin
Make her drippin’,down her chin (She a thot)
She in the party wit’ the Barbies
I’m wit’ the steppers, the fuck is a Ken? (The fuck is a Ken?)
Like, fuck it might kick it to– (I might kick it to Jenn)
Like, fuck I want her and her friend

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
In the party I’m not havin’ fun, like (Oh)
Thinkin’ ’bout usin’ my gun (Oh)
I’m tryna spot me a–, like (O)
I’m tryna make me a blunt (Like, what?)
You gon’ tell them the truth?
Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu’ (Stu’)
Stomp-stomp, that shit was cute
Notti is dead, and Edotty is too (Notti)
41 shots to the head, bitch!

[Verse 4: Tata]
Grrah, somebody tell me why he sound like a bitch more than Jenny (Ddot!)
Since they diss, it’s about to get heavy, I might be on Chester posted wit’ the Jetty (Damn)
Like, I might slide wit’ 30 in the clip, and when I leave, I bet this shit be empty (Empty)
They wanna talk money, nigga, I got plenty
This .40 gon’ bark, it’s soundin’ like confetti (Boom, boom, boom)
Like, if I hop out this car, I’ma spark ’em (Ohh)
Stomach shot, I might parallel park ’em (Ohh)
Thirteen in this rocket, Harden (Ohh), put the dot on his head, I ain’t missin’ my target (Grrah)
Huh, when I’m off the ‘erky, I told her, “Don’t fuck up my vibe”
And they mans keep dyin’, they don’t go and pick up a gun, they just go to the stu’ and they cry (Ahhhh)
Like, bitch

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
In the party I’m not having fun, like (Ohhh)
Thinkin’ ’bout using my gun (Ohhh)
I’m tryna spot me a, like (O)
I’m tryna make me a blunt (Like, what?)
You gon’ tell them the truth?
Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu’ (Stu’)
Stomp-stomp, that shit was cute
Notti is dead, and Edotty is too