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kid quill - thx for asking lyrics

so good…

what’s up guys
i’m just fried right now at my house
rappin’ and chillin’
got some tv on in the background
little shit, you know?

(i like that)

i been seeing life in different hues
black coffee, white shoes
baggy jeans to wipe away the denim blues
life ain’t nothing but a swimming pool
i’m in the deep end
just tryna hoola hoop
life is a beach but
damn, she beautiful
yeah, my bitch is too
we just kids getting high
we got nothing to do

tell me baby, have you seen the news?
me neither
i just can’t believe they made us pick and choose
this ain’t old navy, bitch
this high fashion
this ain’t no rap shit
this shit classic
this is that off thе hip automatic
this is that (uh, uh)
ash it then pass it
i said ash it then pass it
i mean, shе ‘aight but the head is fantastic
i flip her over, smack it
what’s good dawg
what’s cracking
i’m pretty good, thanks for asking

(thanks for asking)
i’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking
thanks for asking
(ah, aye) i said i’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking
(thanks for asking)
i said i’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking
thanks for asking
uh aye aye, uh aye aye

ok, well i just blew the fuck out of my headphones
i don’t want to meet my heroes
i see the picture clear+o
i’m starin’ in the mirror
my whipped done got burn holes
from the indo aye
tell me, tell me, baby
how you been?
(how you been)
damn it’s good to see you again
(good to see you)
you look fine as fuck
just like last year
(so fine, so fine, so fine)
feel like the ass got bigger
and them titties still jiggle
(my bad)
i’m only kidding a little
(my bad)
as for me, i’m just staring in the middle
thanks for asking, thanks for asking
thanks for asking
i’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking
(thanks for asking
aye, i said i’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking
(thanks for asking)
i’m doing pretty good thanks for asking
thanks for asking
i mean…

hold up
man, when the fuck did y’all get famous?
my smile big like some braces
i beat the fuck out a racist
my style, is just abrasive
my new bitch, ass so fat
feel like i made it
i kick push game, i fucking skate it
they ain’t fucking with me
naw, honey
shit, they never been
wind it up and call your friends
i don’t give a fuck what they opinion is
shit is getting really scary
this is just a hail mary
this is just some color commentary for ya, bitch
hey man
grammy nominated dre on the beat right now
that’s you man

quit asking
(quit asking…)

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