FILORY!

We ain't duckin' shit, bitch
Find the flow and I make it stick
Bandingo with extended clips like a Wendigo might just catch a sin
Where did he go, yea he up in the Golden City
Brand new Draco with me
We might just take your missy
Red hair bitch and she look like Misty
Spin yo block, yea we leave it misty
Oh shit, somebody turned up missing
They won't find the ditch he lay in
Fuck a bitch, I need my payment
I can't sign no affidavit
Told me I can't rap before, but now I might just snap, huh
Bitch it get too crazy when you fuckin' with the Kidd
Got these diamonds on my neck my wrist it blue look like a Crip
Might just take her to crib
Beat it up and make her strip
Said she fiendin' for my kids
Told that bitch just suck my dick
Trilly sent the beat so I gots to snap
That's your girl? Yea, she made a mess
CMA, that be my pack
Ain't nobody matching that
13shots he play the backseat
These niggas wanna catch me
These bitches like my energy
Turn her mans to an enemy
Nigga, don't you ever count me out
Got a flow that bitch so icy it eradicate your doubt
302 I'm from the North but got the play straight from the south
Got my brodie on the beat, he bout to kill it, that's no doubt

Uh
I just bought a new chopper nigga
Yea, don't make me pull up with that llama nigga
Send you to the doctor nigga
Crack you like a lobster nigga
762s handle the bitch boy, better act proper nigga
You ain't gonna pull out the fan nigga
You ain't gonna pull out them bands nigga
Why you hatin', you know you a fan nigga
I'm the man cause I got a plan nigga
Need a Bentley Truck, nigga talk too much
I'm gon' hit him up
Pick him up
Paramedics gotta come through and pick him up
You said you want some war
Bitch I'm at your door
I'ma send you to the Lord
Pussy nigga, you a dork
Bet this Nina eat you up, huh shit, it ain't even got a fuckin' fork
I'll pop a nigga like a cork
I been balling hard, no sports
I been balling hard, no sports
I been balling hard like Dwight
Got the knife, got the pipe
What you wanna do, let's fight
See boy, you walking on thin ic
I'm supposed to wrap the boy like Ike
Knock the pussy out like fight night
Bet I beat a body nigga, Ray Rice

Yea, Rich hit me up
Told me kill the beat, ya feel me
Trilly on the beat, you already know what it is
You Finna Die Baby
Free Fat Scam
Yessir, fuck you talkin' bout

Comin' off the rip, we leave em sick, I'm smoking purple dank
Diamonds got the meter going crazy, leave you blurry mane
Bad bitch, sitting in the sun, high fashion
Niggas think it's sweet but lemme tell you sumn bout me
If you reach, best know I clutch, yea
My niggas gonna bust quick
We do not play that tough shit
Them pleas you copped is bluff bitch
Diamonds on my pinky ring
No we are not the same
Bulletproof my fuckin' Wraith
.40 tucked below my waist
And best believe we always grimey
Know the watch is perfect timing
Ain't no tick, it's slick, my time piece
Might just put it on my dime piece
Little girly way too shiesty
Throw it back, now she rewinding
Niggas snappin' let me chill, let me chill

Bitch it get too crazy when you fuckin' with the Kidd
Got these diamonds on my neck my wrist it blue look like a Crip
Might just take her to crib
Beat it up and make her strip
Might just take her to crib
Beat it up and make her strip
Said she-
Bitch it get too crazy when you fuckin' with the Kidd
Got these diamonds on my neck my wrist it blue look like a Crip
Might just take her to crib
Beat it up and make her strip
Might just take her to crib
Beat it up and-
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Credits
Writer(s): Robert Daiquan Brannon, Trill Vice, Lonely Rich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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