letra de bet - kid tini
[verse 1]
i’m bouta get sh-t started
my b-tches look like barbie
pardon my ignant talking, n-gga done skipped the college
my n-ggas get diplomas, n-gga i get the commas
you know my sh-t r-t-rded yeah, you know my sh-t r-t-rded yeah
i met a couple thotties, only f-ck if she naughty
i might just leave her crawling
i got my exes calling
and i know this my calling, shout out my boy nick collin
i give them food for thought and i got the secret sauces
i hear you cooking garbage, i bet you need some garlic
n-ggas take shots, ignore them
i let them miss the target
pull up on them, what’s poppin’?
you can never top me, stop it
i ain’t never pocket-watch it
i see what i want and cop it
[hook]
see i’m on the loose
i cannot snooze, man i gotta get the bag
nothing to prove and nothing to lose, i hop in the coupe and dash
i am the truth, nawe babuze okanye uphum’ uphele
okanye uphum’ uphele, okanye uphum’ uphele
[verse 2]
okay i’m cut from a different cloth, i’m denim, they khaki
i’m swaggy, they tacky
i’m scriptin’, that mad heat
break the law, my rep sheet
got body bags steady
work so hard ’til i’m so cl-ssy, that my body bag is lv
outrap me, how can he?
you chatty, you petty
your b-tch she call me daddy
i’m still hot even on the whack beats
sadly ain’t no compet-tion, f-ck the politickin’
tryna be an idol like i got a golden ticket
stop and listen, i’m addicted to this life we living uh
when i didn’t have a pot to p-ss in, they was dissin’ uh
on a mission, i don’t wing it, i’m not chicken l!cken uh
when i spit they turn to crickets, i’m just hitting wickets
need to check (check) check (check), if a n-gga dissing
okay bet (bet), bet (bet), i’m just jottin’ writtens
i’m the best yeah flex, flex, like i hit the gym
and i need less threats
let’s get, to the f-ckin’ business
[hook]
see i’m on the loose
i cannot snooze, man i gotta get the bag
nothing to prove and nothing to lose, i hop in the coupe and dash
i am the truth, nawe babuze okanye uphum’ uphele
okanye uphum’ uphele, okanye uphum’ uphele
see i’m on the loose
i cannot snooze, man i gotta get the bag
nothing to prove and nothing to lose, i hop in the coupe and dash
i am the truth, nawe babuze okanye uphum’ uphele
okanye uphum’ uphele, okanye uphum’ uphele
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