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letra de x x x - soldier kidd

[intro]
yeah
i don’t give a f-ck, this ain’t kodak black n-gga
one up top like kb back n-gga
this ain’t, this ain’t kodak black n-gga, hey

[verse]
sh-t be gettin’ hectic so i’m steady praying whoadie
give a d-mn about your homies, i don’t want to hear your story
and i’m only 17 but i’m clutchin’ on the forty, and
this right here a forty but in it it got thirty
and my n-gga don’t tote the fire ’cause he know that b-tch dirty
me and my n-ggas on a heist, we don’t care we up early ’cause
when it comes to money, we gon’ take like we deserve it
i remember bein’ down, now i’m flyer than a birdie
got her booted off a perky, i’m no waiter but i’m servin’
and i’m goin’ on a l!ck if you tell me that it’s certain
i just hit that b-tch right behind my mama’s curtain
and i tuck the nina ’cause she always love flirtin’
i wasn’t goin’ to school but every day was learning
i’m just out here searching, cracker where your merchant?
hit my first stain, i ain’t never need no practice
gotta stretch your bank ’cause my sh-t look like elastic
tell me if you fake ’cause right now you lookin’ plastic
you say you down to bang and i hope you wasn’t cappin’
came up on the banger, i’ma make a n-gga panic
turn you to a hater ’cause that money so fantastic
my dog tried to rob me so i’m ’bout to go bag him
ain’t no fifty cent for my lily dilly back then
n-gga yeah back when we was jumpin’ in your crib
now i’m in the stu and sh-t, probably copped the flu and sh-t
soldier sicker than a b-tch, i’m in school smokin’ crip
deuce deuce in my armpit, i might be a madman
i done snuck the fire in my motherf-ckin’ cl-ss b-tch
i ain’t 21 but i’m motherf-ckin’ savage
right when you see me, boy you better up the tec
ain’t no abc, you know i’m triple-x
when i wake up i be feelin’ like i’m blessed
lil ty, got him right there in my chest n-gga
heard that i’m the best n-gga, baby i’m a street n-gga
actin’ like a public figure, talkin’ like i’m six figure
n-gga know i’m first up, you the f-ckin’ sixth n-gga
just ’cause that’s my migo, we some young rich n-ggas
had to f-ckin’ diss n-ggas, sick and tired of b-tch n-ggas
they been askin’ for real and i’m the one they sent n-gga
f-ck that sh-t, i’m done with the beat n-gga

- soldier kidd

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