kidcapp - nada lyrics
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[chorus]
gucci, louis, fendi, prada
we count racks and you count nada
run your mouth you might get shot up
purple drank we sippin syrup
wraith go vroom vroom
head go boom boom
you might end up in a tomb tomb
pop a cap just like a cartoon
flow comin’ at ya like a typhoon
[verse]
sipping on act
popping on xans til i can’t feel my back
percs got me feeling fly like a bat
p-ssy boy talking just throw me ya @
flatten your whole clique just like it’s a mat
40 gon make yo head burst like a splat
itty bitty t-ttie bitty
f-ck wit me and the committee
pretty witty gritty city
spitting fitties on my bitties
unknown numba
in the summa
use a rubba
then i dump her
counting racks
and all these numbas
boy don’t talk or you get slumbered
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