baby kia & lazer dim 700 - wyg lyrics
[intro: baby kia]
ahahaha, uh
[chorus: baby kia]
no way he really tried that sh+t, like, uh+uh, where you goin’?
don’t need proceed to fully switch, i almost broke my arm
bought chevy, bro do a q5 and we four glock heavy
rock with me, jump out at the same time at the clutch and they won’t stop yellin’
[verse 1: baby kia]
hide the window, fully arp, that driver+by+by+by
he got , he cannot cry, that fire too hot
you see that g+g+g+g+glock, you better freeze or you gon’ die
red drank, slowly f+ckin’ up my system, rp tablets all i eat
i’m very geeked up off this drank, they ask me what’s wrong with my speech
no moissanite, go flawless diamonds, throw a dub on top my t++th
slide in the ‘hawk, look how i’m ridin’
i’m in that track’, this ain’t no jeep
big truck, loud stick,
white suit, beer bong, hop out like the kkk
gen3, built+in, clutchin’ up, no temp fade
seventeen+inch stick, jump out, i’m swingin’ just, like, what that mean?
[chorus: baby kia]
no way he really tried that sh+t, like, uh+uh, where you goin’?
don’t need proceed to fully switch, i almost broke my arm
bought chevy, bro do a q5 and we four glock heavy
rock with me, jump out at the same time at the clutch and they won’t stop yellin’
[verse 2: lazer dim 700]
big stick, kick wake up the neighbors, they won’t stop tellin’
i got green sh+t, green beans, aim at your lil’ top tomato
i sell drank, put wock’ in faygo
don’t bring your ho ’round me, i take hoes
n+ggas stay bitin’, stay watchin’ the next man
shoot the stick, i d+mn near f+cked up my best hand
i ain’t bought sh+t in guns, i ain’t investin’
caught her with the back of a sw+ng, i ain’t wreck it
everywhere you go, you need gang to protect you
they think me and bk dumb, we on the spectrum
arp ask you where you goin’, it’s fetchin’
my pants too tight, it fit the stick, i stretch it
put a shirt on, i can get dressed in a second
n+gga might run off, this sh+t too expensive
third whip this year, i’m switchin’ the rental
i ain’t even wan’ scam you, my partner done scammed you
treat this b+tch bad, i ain’t shootin’ that b+tch gentle
get in that trap, better know what you gettin’ into
get on that ‘za, i come back to my mental
get a lil’ drop from a thot, it be simple
spin your lil’ whip, now your whip got dimple
[chorus: baby kia]
no way he really tried that sh+t, like, uh+uh, where you goin’?
don’t need proceed to fully switch, i almost broke my arm
bought chevy, bro do a q5 and we four glock heavy
rock with me, jump out at the same time at the clutch and they won’t stop yellin’
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