kid wcked - can't clone this lyrics
[verse 1: kid wcked]
huh
no mac, but i’m going my own way, i don’t abide by what the most say
baby, i ain’t trying to fix you, shawty naughty, but this ain’t a cold play, d+mn
she was tryna eat the whole plate, throw back shots, slo+mo, sp+ce jam
leaving every beat a cold case, they like “who the f+ck is this?” it’s k, man
the boldest kid to bring motion in the ring, holding this by the throat
and hip+hop will know the kid’s not a goat, it’s slipknot, i won’t just k!ll pop
the hope is still gone, the focus is on the soul, and i’m bringing a lot of it
solid sh+t that i spit, they’ve been toxic, it’s a non+issue tho, i’ve been on this sh+t
wilding, i’m so great, back when i lost the plot, running in the field
i’ve been outside for whole days, see what i’m on, and they like bro ain’t no way
so k+i+d
i’ve been hearing thе sh+t that y’all been trying to make like me, thеy not heat
this some sh+t you can’t replicate i’m the best; they can’t rock a stage like me
they can’t ever try to make my beats, can’t nibble on the plates i cleaned
and i ain’t stopping til k’s top 3, it’s the truth, but they ain’t awake i see
i been writing my story forever, but never had sh+t like i’m jid
but i been joking, so switch it, they notice the vision and kid has been wcked
[verse 2: feral miah, kid wcked]
ok, static, i keep them in shock (static, i keep them in+)
they be like “feral, you faking for cl!cks on the gram but never been washed”(for sure)
some of n+ggas been botched, no terry dubrow, you ass on the vox
i get to dumping the clip, put red on your skin like chicken to pox, uh (thinking like chicken to pox)
giving this kid all his props, kids in my city they stay getting popped
they goin’ to police it on fox, mama been tired of kids in a box
maybe i’m due for a win, minding my craft, perfecting my pen
cloning the beast, taking the vin, feral pull up in a benz, then he crash out(no wcked)
ain’t seen him since the casting couch
bet room get quiet like you heard a mouse, you assume he immune to from the womb he sprout
bet my god could vouch(for sure)
i spy left eye like lisa lopez
two fat men ride out on moped, i cast spell like lena gomez, f+ck
(life like a.. cover girl, or some sh+t , y’know, easy, breezy, beautiful)
aye n+ggas been goofy i need a roxanne, pardon my french, but i’m ducking a fan
200k for a kiss and a dance, spray some perfume while we disco in france
it’s fibonacci, please move in sequence
my mind has no weakness, my defense is repent
indecent exposure too recent to reset
i’m in debt for quarter or preset don’t lease it
just buy it, you starving the mind like a diet
my n+gga just stop while you’re trying(please)
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