[Baby Kia]
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
(Everyday make money and pray)
(My nigga play with the bands, yeah)
Ha, huh
[Baby Kia]
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, salt fill up the packet
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my Dukes
[Baby Kia]
I know you here, that's that pay, ha
Killers in the black truck, trail behind me in that scrape, okay, ha
Sick in the bed, put up my face, huh
Nike Pro in public, binary tucked behind my waist, ha
Never think before I shoot, push up, I bet I quake, okay
Thick shit with the face tat, reel him in, he took the bait (He gone)
He get up there for the okey-doke
Lil' bad shit, I told you I get him every time
That dog shit ain't gotta spin no more
[Baby Kia]
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, salt fill up the packet
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my Dukes
[YTB Fatt]
Huh, tell you 'bout the get-back, huh, pst, he egg scrambled, ha, pst
Tell you 'bout the comment
Drac' bomb bully shit, he in a Pamper
God ain't put me in shit I can't handle it
I'ma flush all them bitches one by the one
1.1 and he calls
The tags in my name, finna drop my one and shoot my gun
The cap blown and they love when I boast
50k in T, when I smash, she cut off
Young and turnt, dog shit like Dugg
My pops with me, fucked up, he drink blood
I change the weather when I walk in the club
They know how I get, I won't fall out 'bout ones
These emeralds here 'cause it came from the mud
And he killed dude, when he did it, but he said it with love
He gave it back
[Baby Kia]
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, salt fill up the packet
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my Dukes
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