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letra de bk back (remix) - baby kia

[intro: baby kia]
man, what the f-ck i look like tellin’?
get inside the courtroom, act r-t-rded, get to yellin’ (ah)
somebody get him, bk trippin’
come and get your child before he get hit with this glizzy

[verse 1: baby kia]
pull up to the lake with drac’
pull up to the lake with drac’
pull up to the lake with drac’
hop out, action, b-tch, i’m with lil blake, we tryna catch lil waddy
heard lil trey blew up his house, that p-ssy boy had told his daddy
firework, this ain’t that, rpg came automatic (boom)
like, what the f-ck they talkin’ ’bout? (f-ck they talkin’ ’bout)
deko really ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, that p-ssy boy been had my dot
dead man, four-feet, little boy, i’m still smokin’ on lil hot (say, say, bk)
three fully sticks, one automatic glock inside this range rover
bullet-proof the door, supercharge my motor, ain’t no pullin’ over
they see bk back, now they put up, they know it’s game over (look)
h-house arrest, i pop out, dog sh-t, these hoes thought i was broke
duct tape his mouth, cut off his legs, that p-ssy can’t walk to the store
i told his b-tch ass, “come outside,” big boy grenade, blow off the door
set a ho, two drop down, now i got five more to go
boom, what the f-ck?
fully automatic rocket launcher rippin’ through his house
i come through, f-ck up movie night, sticky bomb blow up his couch
[verse 2: baby kia]
h-ll nah, b-tch, i’m lurkin’ with this drac’ in lenox mall
he think he safe ridin’ in that black truck?
flip that b-tch like biggie smalls (blaow)
yeah, b-tch, be scared of me
i’m on house arrest, i’ll still slime, f-ck a ydc, yeah
i chase sh-t down, like, run it back
push up on lil deko, toss sh-t down like lumberjack, yeah
i heard bk’ll line ’em up
caught him at the barber, .308, f-ck up his cut
i guess i’m shootin’ b-tches too
catch her with that opp ho, 5.56 f-ck up her booty, ugh
like, “come here, b-tch, and take this d-ck”
i heard ju5 rapin’ hoes, he cannot keep a b-tch, b-tch
man, what the f-ck i look like tellin’?
get inside the courtroom, act r-t-rded, get to yellin’, ah
somebody get him, bk trippin’
come and get your child before he get hit with this glizzy

[verse 3: day1 willie]
when i pop, b-tch, i’m stealin’
4 a.m., i’m outside, b-tch, you in there babysittin’
i know these n-ggas outside
draco boom, f-ck up his kidney
what h-ll you raise? b-tch, i’ma meet you in h-ll
start a car, i’m on the way to allison (b-tch)
move out the way, when sh-t get crazy, face it
f-ck n-gga, you know you ain’t dangerous
buck on who? you know you ain’t crazy
f-cked your ho, she ate my babies (she ate my kids)
start that coupe, hop out, get dangerous
“who the f-ck is that?”, that’s just bk (let’s do it)
ayy, let’s get to it (huh)
he’s a rookie, his face on the news
pump-fake, p-ssy, you love them dudes (pump-fake)
glock give whippins
(ayy, twin, you ‘member we chased this n-gga?)
the opps know what i’m talkin’ about (boom)
said she ‘hind the store, get lit up (boom, boom)
can’t sell no drugs, i k!ll the plug
i want him dead, i drop that bag on him (bag on his head)
f-ck that sh-t, i’ma do it

- baby kia

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