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baby kia - wasted lyrics

[verse: baby kia]
where they at when i pop out? the opps be cappin’, they put up
keep speakin’ on luh cam, pull up with blowtorch, finna flame sh+t up
5.7 baby sticks, two more ar’s shoot fully, b+tch
catch up with lil’ london, time up, and dip his head in p+ss
i know they ain’t ready, i’m one very evil baby
b+tch, i earned my tiger stripes, cut up a opp with a machete
b+tch, i come through, swing that broom, i make sh+t disappear like wicks
f+ck ’round, and catch up with a lil [?]

[verse: lil tim]
bloaw!
catch a rappin’ n+gga out of bounds, knock off his wicks
catch him walkin’ back from school, i point the drac’, knock off his kicks
london talkin’ like he hard behind that wall, lil’ bro a b+tch
if i did call you a b+tch, we hold you down, make you eat sh+t (aha, oh, jit trippin’)
lemme chill
i just tripped up off the porch, they think lil’ tim be off the pill
treat my opp like dog toys, step on them boys, and make him squeal
b+tch, we truckin’ on our opps, me and bk, we in that field
what the f+ck is oyc?
you a b+tch, boy, don’t watch me
in that scat’ with, like, 30 racks, them boys can’t f+ck wit’ me
b+tch, call me master, hang him from the tree, whip out the glock and smack him
we get active, chase him down, kick in his door, hold him for ransom
so pushin’ p, can’t f+ck no dancer
white girl, she don’t post no insta’
catch a opp, don’t got my glock, i beat his ass, and blow thy missiles
we put d+ck all in her mouth, you nasty, boy, you f+ckin’ kissed her
treat the glizzy like a beyblade, catch a opp, f+ck ’round and rip him
[verse: baby kia]
mind as well call me baby butcher, choppa bullet rip through his liver
the drac’ leave holes all in his stove, that p+ssy cannot make no dinner
doin’ 180 in a school zone, b+tch, i peel, i don’t do rentals
high+speed chase, hyundai elantra, evil twin, just me and tim
late night [?], g2c, had let it rip
it was two guns versus ten, man, how the f+ck we ain’t get k!lled?
throw up two c’s for luh cam
man, f+ck the five, well, i’ll be d+mned
lil’ bro hackin’, huh, like, way too quick, he must fold in that jam
floaw!
fully stick go sideways, f+ck sh+t up, like max payne
head pokin’ out the window with that drac’, sumn like great dane
mental health, b+tch, i’m insane
b+tch, i’m [?], walk down in rain
lil’ bro got hit up all on the sidewalk, wasted in the game

[outro]
(in the game, ya dig?)
(over wit’, buddy)

- baby kia lyrics

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