K I D D B U U 彡 - C E R T I F I E D | Текст песни

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(skrrrt, aye, aye, aye, aye, yo)

[Verse 1: Tag Shai]
Drop bottles
Say she wants a model
Don't be coming up to me
Talking bout' tomorrow
I be, in the club stuntin' with the paper
With the loud music play, on loud keep me faded
Keep the wrist heavy, all expensive shit
See me up in the back with my hunnids stackin' bricks
Meet my bitch and no she not a thot
You be worrying bout' she prostitutin'
You should worry bout' yo shots

[Hook(x2)]
In the club choking on the liquor (sway)
Sittin' up in the back while we stuntin' with the figures
You a young bad bitch, dresses so top
I be certified flexin' that's a certified life (aye)

(aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah skrrrrrt)

[Verse 2: Kid Buu]
It's KidBuu mu'fucka
Check, yo

Got a brand new bitch
In a brand new whip
Brand new clothes and them brand new kicks
Brand new flow with my brand new kiss
Spend that brand new dough on a [?]
Makin' it rain and she makin' it clap
Makin, it clap, makin' it clap
She ain't a stripper but lovin' the cash
Now bring it back, now bring it back
We rolling deep like all my pack
Stay smoking loud we powder sack
Give a fuck stay choppin' stacks
I walk the walk, but they talk the talk
Drop the top and just pop the block
I don't talk to cops
I got alotta' options
I just get paid dawg and just talk about stocks
I don't expect people to be so illegal
I'm up in the club there just plenty mojitos
At the casino, smokin' cohibas [?]
Gucci straight down to my chinos
I never fall that's haulin'
Straight call your bluff when you fall in
[?] solid gold, straight powder blow, at the
Trap, trap trap

[Hook (x3)]

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