[Intro: Myles Parrish]
It's YBM on that thang, though
What's good bro?
Yeah man pull up
I'ma text you the address
We chillin'
It's just a lil'
[Chorus: Myles Parrish]
Kickback
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', summer time weather fantastic
Kickback
Imma imma crack another cold one, barbecue chicken almost done
Kickback
Aye, all the shorties came through, all my friends came too
It's a vibe at the kickback
Yeah, and we live from the kickback
What's up, what's up
[Verse 1: Myles Parrish]
They makin' fun of me, they say that I don't season my chicken
That ain't true though cause I put the salt and pepper up in it
Not for real though, I just cover it in Sweet Baby Ray's
If anybody got suggestions you can send 'em my way, cause I've been cookin'
And I got my friends with me
Sometime you need a lil' kickback remedy
And what you know about the starting six on the aux cord
Man, somebody gotta tell 'em that they need another tour, ASAP
Where my real dads at, where the ones with the flip flops, popping bottle caps?
What's up
I'm always talkin' 'bout the past, but I'm looking at the present and it's not that bad, right?
Never had a lot of friends, but you only need a few
A place to come together and a couple cold brews
So if you're in town then you gotta slide through next time we have a
[Chorus: Myles Parrish]
Kickback
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', summer time weather fantastic
Kickback
Imma imma crack another cold one, barbecue chicken almost done
Kickback
Aye, all the shorties came through, all my friends came too
It's a vibe at the kickback
Yeah, and we live from the kickback
What's up, what's up
[Verse 2: Scotty Sire]
I'm a little antisocial in these social situations
But when I'm on the stoop, sipping up on boozes like vacation cause there's nothin' that I'd rather do than kick it with the crew
Loving the food, feeling the groove, smoking a doob, damn
Yo, what's up Myles, man, this is a dope track
I'm the guy, double fist and chillin' at the kickback
Drinkin' all the beer with a little side of jack
Heard you're cooking ribs, you better pass me a rack
I brought the drinks, Myles got the food
Heath's on the way 'bout to turn up the mood
You said all the shorties came, there's only a few but that's cool
You won't catch me bitchin', music up loud, needs twistin'
Someone's pourin' shots in the kitchen
But I better slow down, last seen a little blacked out
Passed out on the ground at the
[Chorus: Myles Parrish]
Kickback
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', summer time weather fantastic
Kickback
Imma imma crack another cold one, barbecue chicken almost done
Kickback
Aye, all the shorties came through, all my friends came too
It's a vibe at the kickback
Yeah, and we live from the kickback
What's up, what's up
[Verse 3: Heath Hussar]
Myles hit me up, said the party was dope
Said to come through but to bring friends though
I got a car full of bitches and we on the road
Now we pause for the swishers at the texaco
And we rollin' a drove, sippin' the go still
Textin' every single chick on my phone to chill
Wasn't bumping 'till we showed up in, brought the rum and now everybody humpin'
Hold up, Scotty, where you at?
Pull yourself together, better wake up yak
We got work to do, we brought women and brews
And I ain't leavin' here tonight unless we makin' the news
Turn up
The speakers be rocking, the neighbors are knocking, the cops just got called in by dispatch
There's no sign of stopping, this party's too poppin', you can't really call it a
[Chorus: Myles Parrish]
Kickback
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', summer time weather fantastic
Kickback
Imma imma crack another cold one, barbecue chicken almost done
Kickback
Aye, all the shorties came through, all my friends came too
It's a vibe at the kickback
Yeah, and we live from the kickback
What's up, what's up
