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k.i.d guacamolegodd - outta pocket lyrics

[intro]

frrahhh, frrahhh
quad city
[?] broke that activist just in time (quadzilla)
oui!
jahlil beats, holla at me

you got ya hands out b-tch you outta pocket
i got them bands now they fallin’ outta pocket
glock 17 k sh-ll like it come outta rocket
the plug got me juiced i love my f-ckin’ (pay attention!)

(voice recording)
“when you tell your people to stop being violent against my people
i’ll tell my people to put away their guns”
“well then you are still an extremist”
get yo hands outta my pocket!

[chorus]
you got ya hands out b-tch you outta pocket
i got them bands now they fallin’ outta pocket
glock 17 k sh-ll like it come outta rocket
the plug got me juiced i love my f-ckin’ socket

[verse]
free [?] r.i.p. to johnny [?]
we got rich off c0ke and we f-ck with the boxers
i flew over this and stand to get it poppin’
i showed at ’em blue hundreds just to stop the talkin’ (d-mn son)

if i pull up in this yo p-ssy want the me
i raised my eyebrows at the b-tch that meant to talk to meat
i double park and threw the bottle call buy all to fee
you wonder why yo power j’s ain’t callin
cause they copy me!
guacamole god speak gwoppani (oui!)
black rollie [?] stack a lot of cheese (oui!)
subox of gripples thas a lot of chips (oui!)
you ain’t got mcdonalds thas a lot of flip (oui!)
get a b00b job you a perfect b-tch
rock the the ill pair of dolce ‘banas now i’m sea sick
this the same hit that got ’em hooked this the remix
the name changed and don’t forget the team b-tch

still get ya flipped like a linebacker
cut the work i offer he ain’t get a dime back
ima be a gwopp boy till i die from pressure
just roll the comma last time and any time after

ha, woah, keep it calm on these hoes
ten thousand ones blow it like a bomb on these hoes
now what’s the latest gossip that’s on tnh?
i heard quad shot him then he beat the case (bop bop!)

stack a bag then i bought my b-tch a new bag (oui!)
pockets straight they don’t ever zig zag (oui!)
smack her on the -ss if she been bad
you catch a feelin’ for them hoes that i been smash
i will never f-ck with nothing average
my new b-tch look exactly like my last b-tch (switch)
i just get them dollas not no mavericks
crib stays till hit a lot close the casket (oui!)
took a stale b-tch and gave her mad d-ck
d-ck all on dm list she spittin like it’s [?]
i’m from quad city we get mad chills
fifty black bottles never see a gl-ss spill (ouu!)

[chorus]
you got ya hands out b-tch you outta pocket
i got them bands now they fallin’ outta pocket
glock 17 k sh-ll like it come outta rocket
the plug got me juiced i love my f-ckin’ socket

[outro]
free [?] r.i.p. to johnny [?]
we got rich off c0ke and we f-ck with the boxers

shut the f-ck up, you know what we talkin’ about n-gga
we f-ck with the boxers
about billions , new baby pit, n bunny
the motha’ f-ckin champ andrea brana
all my n-ggas world champions n-gga
let’s get it!

- k i d guacamolegodd lyrics

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