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kid caprio - everyday lyrics

(verse 1)
guess i need some sh+t to say
i pull up i f+ck your b+tch
and i could switch it getting paid
im rich today that sh+t been stated
i just get it out way
and when my sh+t get gated
interstated ill still make a play
b+tches hate they just fake
i pull it up and get straight
never stressing bout a b+tch
been manifesting with plate
we can’t relate dont debate
i wake up and hit the bank
cause lifiting cash is lifting weight
i got them bags it getting late
i just f+cked all on your b+tch
i got that wax to renovate
and that sh+t still ain’t scratch my itch
i dip that b+tch get with a date
never stressing bout a pitch
and i can’t miss i hit it great
my homie super proud of this
he just say kid this get cray
i say all this rap sh+t lit
but don’t forget that’s not my name
i’m in the 6 lit mixing hits
sh+t you would think i’m friends with wayne
attention class we gonna get them bags
this stacking sh+ts insane
i might whip your ass
forget the gats
you crashing if it bang
but ill still get to blasting
quick assassin
sn+tching up your chain
and thats gonna be your tags
in peace you passing
trash your sh+t is lame
(chorus)
and its the same
with the gang
got new watch i kept it plane
i ain’t lost been entertained
might run off and i ain’t floss it’s everyday
very paid
got a new b+tch im weary to say
j 1 to the 6 got carried away
stay dumping some clips
preparing to spray
they saying hey

(verse 2)
turn it off
im spitting flame
i murder yall
im getting brain
your girl invoved
i been playing
my turn to ball
you been saying
i heard it all
im sensaiing
my word is tall
im mjing
my vertical
im kim k’ing
might stir the mall
you only fan dont gas that b+tch
i’m in demand dont pass that swish
i grip the cannon i
get to planning
hit em standing
i grant that wish
go get the phantom i
i pick it random
whip in tandem
like d+mn im rich
i ain’t never planned to be the man like this
i f+cked that b+tch
put 3 grand my wrist
they could never understand my bliss
cause you ain’t ran up bands like this
all that lil money hoes playing like kids
and its still funny most claim my gifts
and it still get sunny im dipping im running get to thumbing im paid like six yeah my fit is stunning im spitting humming yeah them b+tches love me they save my tips
(chorus)
and its the same
with the gang
got new watch i kept it plane
i ain’t lost been entertained
might run off and i ain’t floss it’s everyday
very paid
got a new b+tch im weary to say
j 1 to the 6 got carried away
stay dumping some clips
preparing to spray
they saying hey

- kid caprio lyrics

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