Kidnapped (feat. Maz G, Marie Valentine & Aczavier) [Stix Remix Raptor Chase]
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Speaking on my brother, I'll have you kidnapped
Robbed a fat white kid out his Xbox
And I took his baseball bat
The money-
Money on the floor
I dropped sixty, man that's facts
Bad backing, parallel parking
Bitch get your baby
Money headie got to knocking
Double fetty, man the money
Man, money ain't a problem
I put G's on you, baby
Real head hundreds
I'll have you kidnapped and send a photo to my brother
Your little bitch get kidnapped
I got big racks
Yeah, I got that
Smoking big thrax
Get back, get your shit snatched
She was posting on her Snapchat
Bro pulled up, get back
Nigga, click clack
Mmmm, yuhhhh
Baby let me upgrade you
Nigga if you're getting all those racks
Don't let that shit change you
You the same nigga posting pics
But it ain't true
Aw, shit, diamonds real icy
Got the bird flu
Nigga got me working
Grind shit on the fucking road
High-end bitch
No, I don't be on the fucking lows
Say that shit again
Cause you know I'm on the fucking road
Get smacked in real life
I don't do fucking trolls
I don't do trolls
Bitch, I got a bankroll
Young bitch, fly as fuck
Icy, bitch, my heart cold
Nigga thought he had one up on me
These niggas too bold
Never folding like paper
Bitch, I'm standing ten toes
Mazzy G, Marie V, tell them when we're on the road
Catch me under bridges in the sticks, I'm hunting for some trolls
Bigger than your britches, why you switch and then you hit the road
Little finger itchy with the tricky, Mazzy let them know
Figure out, get busy, you could miss me in a cloud of snow
Figure out, it's sticky when it's misty, I'm allowed to go
Fillers and some middies, you will miss me when I'm on a roll
Times are getting tough enough
F- the President
They saw I wasn't rough and gruff
I went and set some precedents
They said I'm on to bigger stuff
I'm burrowed in, a resident
Big sibling what my presence is, I never have to preface this
Yuh
We're kidnapping all your emphasis
Kinetic tags, sleeping bags
Been napping on your premises
Yuh
We want you to remember this
Cause Mazzy G, Marie V, and Daark are sending messages
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Mmm, yeah yeah
Baby let me upgrade you
Speaking on my brother, I'll have you kidnapped
Robbed a fat white kid out his Xbox
And I took his baseball bat
The money-
Money on the floor
I dropped sixty, man that's facts
Bad backing, parallel parking
Bitch get your baby
Money headie got to knocking
Double fetty, man the money
Man, money ain't a problem
I put G's on you, baby
Real head hundreds
I'll have you kidnapped and send a photo to my brother
Your little bitch get kidnapped
I got big racks
Yeah, I got that
Smoking big thrax
Get back, get your shit snatched
She was posting on her Snapchat
Bro pulled up, get back
Nigga, click clack
Mmmm, yuhhhh
Baby let me upgrade you
Nigga if you're getting all those racks
Don't let that shit change you
You the same nigga posting pics
But it ain't true
Aw, shit, diamonds real icy
Got the bird flu
Nigga got me working
Grind shit on the fucking road
High-end bitch
No, I don't be on the fucking lows
Say that shit again
Cause you know I'm on the fucking road
Get smacked in real life
I don't do fucking trolls
I don't do trolls
Bitch, I got a bankroll
Young bitch, fly as fuck
Icy, bitch, my heart cold
Nigga thought he had one up on me
These niggas too bold
Never folding like paper
Bitch, I'm standing ten toes
Mazzy G, Marie V, tell them when we're on the road
Catch me under bridges in the sticks, I'm hunting for some trolls
Bigger than your britches, why you switch and then you hit the road
Little finger itchy with the tricky, Mazzy let them know
Figure out, get busy, you could miss me in a cloud of snow
Figure out, it's sticky when it's misty, I'm allowed to go
Fillers and some middies, you will miss me when I'm on a roll
Times are getting tough enough
F- the President
They saw I wasn't rough and gruff
I went and set some precedents
They said I'm on to bigger stuff
I'm burrowed in, a resident
Big sibling what my presence is, I never have to preface this
Yuh
We're kidnapping all your emphasis
Kinetic tags, sleeping bags
Been napping on your premises
Yuh
We want you to remember this
Cause Mazzy G, Marie V, and Daark are sending messages
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Writer(s): Lee Murphy
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