Flatline Kidz
Come get with the mud, baby, we got what you need
Get on your knees, but put God on your jaws if you won't fuck with me
You play, you late, get here with 5-5-6s and them 2-2-3s
I got a new Glock, it ain't never been shot, it got a laser, baby
My bitch, she's super bad, it's super mean, that's my little mini-me
Hey, I'm talkin' with a slur, and I can't walk, I been sippin'
Lay that bitch a bop, I called up late night just to eat up
And she sayin' I'm a dog, and I ain't shittin', she don't fuck with me
My bougie bitch gon' slime me for a purse, she a designer fiend
She gon' take care of me and eat the dick up till I fall asleep
Ain't no alcohol, bitch, I prefer Wacky, Wacar, Promethazine
I be damned if I get caught with all my Glock, that's no comethazine
Bitches groupin', text me on IG tryna show off they booty
But I'm gangsta, baby, I won't hit it so you can keep your coochie
Bad bitch, big booty, big titties like Rennie Roach
I know she tryna go viral, so fuck it, let's make a movie
Bad bitch put dick in her throat, she suckin' dick till she choke
Hey, I can never be your nigga
I fuckin', I gotta go
All she worried about is drama, a stupid lil' messy hoe
Hey, I can get a nigga goin' for a couple lines of that coke
Bitch, I'm forever thuggin', bitch, I can write that out in blood
Ain't nobody gave me shit, so why the fuck would I show love?
We ain't cut from the same cloth, so you can never call me cuz
And she be quick to arch up back for Bando, she say it's the mud
Them way y'all wild out with this glizzy, I won't miss a shot, I'm Kid Rock
All them niggas that be sayin' this and that ain't never spit the blood
And keep talkin' like you took that type of shit to get your brother popped
Hey, I step behind my game with K's and Drake's, you can't get Molly why?
Some flatline kids, choo-choo in your fuckin' face
Look fresh on me, he got the Drake, don't find out how these bullets taste
We got the drop to where you stay, we slide, we blow your ass away
Won't never make a group at Bay, I'm fried blowin' on wedding cake
Roll the dice, bet on my seven, buck, I send your ass to heaven
I can get you gone, this pistol on my waist ain't no Beretta
She eat dick fire, but still ain't never tell a bitch she spit
She won't leave me alone, cuz she know can't no nigga fuck up better
I'm the devil
Ayy, look when these young niggas become some stealthers
Ain't got mega depth the way I pull up swang and heavy metal
Ayy, I bust up and got some money to bitches that left me jealous
Ayy, I can't double back and fuck, cuz if I fuck her, she gon' tell it
Yeah, she gon' tell it, ayy, cuz if I fuck her, she gon' tell it
If I double back and fuck her, if I fuck her, she gon' tell it, mud
Get on your knees, but put God on your jaws if you won't fuck with me
You play, you late, get here with 5-5-6s and them 2-2-3s
I got a new Glock, it ain't never been shot, it got a laser, baby
My bitch, she's super bad, it's super mean, that's my little mini-me
Hey, I'm talkin' with a slur, and I can't walk, I been sippin'
Lay that bitch a bop, I called up late night just to eat up
And she sayin' I'm a dog, and I ain't shittin', she don't fuck with me
My bougie bitch gon' slime me for a purse, she a designer fiend
She gon' take care of me and eat the dick up till I fall asleep
Ain't no alcohol, bitch, I prefer Wacky, Wacar, Promethazine
I be damned if I get caught with all my Glock, that's no comethazine
Bitches groupin', text me on IG tryna show off they booty
But I'm gangsta, baby, I won't hit it so you can keep your coochie
Bad bitch, big booty, big titties like Rennie Roach
I know she tryna go viral, so fuck it, let's make a movie
Bad bitch put dick in her throat, she suckin' dick till she choke
Hey, I can never be your nigga
I fuckin', I gotta go
All she worried about is drama, a stupid lil' messy hoe
Hey, I can get a nigga goin' for a couple lines of that coke
Bitch, I'm forever thuggin', bitch, I can write that out in blood
Ain't nobody gave me shit, so why the fuck would I show love?
We ain't cut from the same cloth, so you can never call me cuz
And she be quick to arch up back for Bando, she say it's the mud
Them way y'all wild out with this glizzy, I won't miss a shot, I'm Kid Rock
All them niggas that be sayin' this and that ain't never spit the blood
And keep talkin' like you took that type of shit to get your brother popped
Hey, I step behind my game with K's and Drake's, you can't get Molly why?
Some flatline kids, choo-choo in your fuckin' face
Look fresh on me, he got the Drake, don't find out how these bullets taste
We got the drop to where you stay, we slide, we blow your ass away
Won't never make a group at Bay, I'm fried blowin' on wedding cake
Roll the dice, bet on my seven, buck, I send your ass to heaven
I can get you gone, this pistol on my waist ain't no Beretta
She eat dick fire, but still ain't never tell a bitch she spit
She won't leave me alone, cuz she know can't no nigga fuck up better
I'm the devil
Ayy, look when these young niggas become some stealthers
Ain't got mega depth the way I pull up swang and heavy metal
Ayy, I bust up and got some money to bitches that left me jealous
Ayy, I can't double back and fuck, cuz if I fuck her, she gon' tell it
Yeah, she gon' tell it, ayy, cuz if I fuck her, she gon' tell it
If I double back and fuck her, if I fuck her, she gon' tell it, mud
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Writer(s): Luh Bando
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