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duwap kaine - first day out lyrics

[intro: lil candy paint]
(get the f-ck up n-gga, n-gga make up yo bed)
f-ck douglas county, f-ck [?], f-ck all them
lame -ss f-ck, i been [?]

[hook: lil candy paint]
12 try to lock me over
they can’t come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
they can’t come lock me over
with the rent like it’s stolen
and the pot, it be yola
and the coco, my ice is so polar
12 try to lock me over
they can’t come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
they can’t come lock me over
with the rent like it’s stolen
and the pot, it be yola
and the coco, my ice is so pola

[verse 1: lil candy paint]
f-ck school, i ain’t going back
i had moved out just to cop a tat
had to pay my bail, it was six stacks
almost gave my mama a d-mn heart attack
looking down, where my money at?
totin’ big guns like big mags
had the big glock in my backpack
got a bad b-tch with a fat -ss
but she moving out, for her mama cash
and that’s rest in peace, to my f-cking dad
i don’t know these n-ggas, who they coming at
i blow the chopper at you with the f-cking mag
most of these n-ggas ain’t shooting, aye
chopper might knock off your feet, aye
i just know him for the beats, aye
he ain’t really in the streets, aye
the glock, it was tucked in my jeans’
now it’s back at the county
fifty bands for the bounty
watch a n-gga go and count it
hopped out and smoked on that keisha like it was khalifa, whipped more than i needed
she whip till she seizure, got caught with the heater
no bullets, no pressure
she f-ck as my extra
my diamonds look wetter

[bridge: lil candy paint]
got me on lock down, riding with the glock now
riding with the uzi now, might have to shoot him down
gotta keep the uzi tucked, don’t know who to trust
got my gang in this b-tch if any n-gga wanna buck
he ain’t with the knuckle up, he ain’t gone buckle up

p-ssy
all these n-ggas is b-tches
12 try to lock me up, i ain’t going
12 try to lock me up, i ain’t going
12 try to lock me up, i ain’t going

[verse 2: duwap kaine]
12 try to lock me over
they cannot lock me over
i be sipping soda, put lean in the soda
for my drug test, now it’s really over
f-ck my p.o and the cops
f-ck 12, they some opps
f-ck 12, that’s the topic
throw a p-ssy n-gga in the c-ckpit
all these n-ggas, they been talking sh-t
never gave a f-ck, never will
young n-gga pay the bill
n-gga shooting guns ’cause i got the sk!ll
i will never squeal, pop him like a pill
i will never chill. n-gga not a deal
they found all the weed all in my lungs
found dirty sprite all on my tongue
i don’t f-ck with cops, they some f-cking bums
i was in the cell, i be going dumb

n-gga f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck 12, now a n-gga done
f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck 12, now f-ck 12, now a n-gga done
f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck 12, now a n-gga done, ayy

- duwap kaine lyrics

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