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letra de onyx - athekidd

onyx lyrics
[intro: a the kidd]
coupe all blue (blue)
diamonds flooded (flooded)
everything green (green)
my cup is muddy (muddy)
my cup is muddy (cup is muddy)
my cup is muddy (cup is muddy)
everything green (green)
my cup is muddy (cup is muddy)

[verse 1: a the kidd]
my wrist is flooded, this b-tch love it, said she want it (woo)
new christian lou’s, i can’t choose, maroon or onyx (ahh)
kidd be honest, i ain’t honest, got what i wanted (got what i wanted)
thinking you winning, but since you isn’t, that’s where we different (kidd)
two hundred bands in the rari, i’m sorry but that b-tch go zoom (zoom)
pull up to the party and i got the baddest b-tch lone in the room (room)
f-ck on that b-tch and i dip in the whip, i got stars in roof (roof)
i’m pourin’ up four, i need more, i may go put a whole pint in two (pint in two)
i took a trip to an island and i met a bad b-tch from overseas (overseas)
it’s been a minute since i was just in it, she still isn’t over mе (over me)
my b-tch caught me chеating and lying so honestly i think she over me (over me)
i do what i want when i wanna, i can’t let a hoe take control of me (control of me)

[bridge: a the kidd & week nine]
brand new raf simons, i bought all the racks in it (racks in it)
and my cash different, spend it make it back, flip it (racks in it)
walk in saks trippin’, i just poured the ac, sippin’
that b-tch act different, when she see the cash in it
[verse 2: week nine]
she actin’ different when i’m in her guts
the hits and the money, we runnin’ it up
you start winning in life when you don’t give a f-ck
in the back of the club tryna sober up
tell a hatin’ ass n-gga he could hold my nuts
f-ck that b-tch, we been broke up
i could tell bout what she post, she ain’t over us
i know that b-tch ain’t over me
i know that b-tch ain’t over me, ’cause the way i was k!llin’ her ovaries
i’ma real h-llcat, no omi
better run me that bread if you owe me
everyday my birthday so say happy belated
r.i.p. kobe, i went and dropped 80
it’s week and the kidd, makin’ hits ’till we 80
my son gon’ be rich when i have me a baby
my gang like a fleet, coming through like the navy
she dirty dancing on me like i’m pat swayze
you could catch me with bro on the daily like swae lee
pull up where you live, i ain’t doing no fadin’
i’m here for the gualla, not here for the fake sh-t
but f-ck it, i’m way too nice not to be famous
sorry not sorry, i’m stuck in my ways and it’s been that way i ain’t makin’ no changes
i swear this life is amazing, i do this rap for your entertainment
the beast inside of me i cannot contain it
and i don’t do relationships, they not sustaining
i can’t name a treash on this planet i’m claiming
i do what i want, i don’t gotta explain it
stackin’ this paper, just tryna obtain it and maintain it

- athekidd

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