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kid glo - 1 2 3 4 lyrics

[intro]
kid glo babyyyy
woaaahhh, d+mnn
ohh, ooohhhhhhh

and i got 1 aye, and i got 2
and i got 3 aye, and i got 4
got bands galore aye, imma hit the mall
walk in any store aye, imma buy it all

[hook]
and she wanna talk but i can’t listen i can’t hear it
all i talk is racks imma hold it up thats all im hearing
diamond shine so bright i paid 10k just for this earring
we gone turn up tonight, yea i got a good feeling
so let’s count 1 band, 2 band, 3 bands 4 aye
i cannot be arguing leave that sh+t at the door aye
i gave her a sip of my d+mn lean and she want more aye
i got too many racks on me i leave em on the floor aye

[verse 1]
these racks going crazy, she wanna have my baby
i told u if u want me there thеn u know u gotta pay me
i been in this game so long you could call me mcgrady
and i just wanna ball so hard i gotta build thе a+team
oh my goodness, i like 50, 20s
i feel like chief sosa by the way im in my 20s
they asked me how much weed i smoke i told em i smoke plenty
my bank account was full i looked at yours and it was empty
im hittin city after city, 50 after 50
my boys dont need a strap with them u know i keep it with me
and i keep some moncler on me in case if it get windy
thats why i got this heater on me incase if it gets chilly
[hook]
and she wanna talk but i can’t listen i can’t hear it
all i talk is racks imma hold it up thats all im hearing
diamond shine so bright i paid 10k just for this earring
we gone turn up tonight, yea i got a good feeling
so let’s count 1 band, 2 band, 3 bands 4 aye
i cannot be arguing leave that sh+t at the door aye
i gave her a sip of my d+mn lean and she want more aye
i got too many racks on me i leave em on the floor aye

[verse 2]
i got too much guala, hand can’t fit in my pocket
im in houston with the rockets, b+tch im try and stop it
i know ur p+ssy ass be plottin, yea u tryna stop it
but no no u can’t stop it, coz i make too much profit
if u walkin in that door lil boy u know u better lock it
like why u keep that glock on u if ur not gonna pop it
my jewellery lookin so d+mn wet i think i gotta mop it
and i think my choppa g+y i went and pulled him out the closet

- kid glo lyrics

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