Is You Kiddin Me?

Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Ion give a fuck about shit, get out my face

Aye
Brody picked me up, aye, at around like 6
My bitch acting up, ima dyke this bitch
Pull the straps out, take a life, this bitch
Peel her cap back blue at night & shit

Bitch call my phone for some play, she ain't getting me
I know how you cut, bitch, you dumb? ain't no kiddin me
I just wanna fuck baby, you bring out the kid in me
Tryna set me up, I ain't going, bitch i'm peeling geeks

Left hand, tucked
.40 poking on my nuts
Shoot his legs, chest, stomach
Turned him to a paper cut
Name a hood, outweighing us
Smack yo bitch & take the blunt
She was smoking on some runts, fuck around and fucked her up
Aye, better take it back cause them niggas ain't gone shake shit
This that back to back, call up 3zee for a play shit
Double for the bag, taken care of on my Drake shit, nigga

Jasmine ain't text me back all day
I'm finna get mad
No
I'm finna go live, that's what ima do

Bitch call my phone for some play, she ain't getting me
I know how you cut, bitch, you dumb? ain't no kiddin me
I just wanna fuck baby, you bring out the kid in me
Tryna set me up, I ain't going, bitch i'm peeling geeks

Taedoe, he'll go crazy with the 808's
She only call for some play or bigger bank
Candy rain when i'm bussing all on her face
Ion want the twat, just some neck cause her pussy stank
Roll loud, big blunts, i'm smoking dank
.40 poking on my nuts, this bitch a shank
Wipe my prints off the glock, won't leave a trace
Ion give a fuck about shit, get out my face

Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Taedoe, he'll go crazy off the 808's
Ion give a fuck about shit, get out my face



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Writer(s): Jer’vante Barnhill
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