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kidd adamz - black kings lyrics

my n+gga pull up in a audi truck
we got youngin’s that are down to bust
not the type to start conflicts
all i want to do is count it up
we ain’t f+ckin’ with a lot of n+ggas
we ain’t tryna’ make you down with us
i ain’t tryna’ be n0body brother
i wanna’ cop a ‘rari for my brother
10 toes in the f+ckin’ dirt
you a hoe where a f+ckin’ skirt
hit a n+gga where it f+ckin’ hurt
ammunition in a f+ckin’ verse
with the right hook you get sucker punched and you could feel the blow in every f+ckin’ word
sneak dissin’ get your face tagged, no facebook, mark zuckerberg
on my summer ’16 sh+t, cookin’ coke i got the clean bricks
i been on my halloween sh+t, creepin’ on some horror scene sh+t
premonitions of a drive by, it’s about to be a firefight
me and lames don’t see eye to eye, ain’t connectin’ no wifi

i got shorty on the dial up, stack the money ’til it pile up
black kids with the power, just be cautious you round us
keep the dope in the counter, big homie had to count up
trap kings with the powder, better know it when you ’round us
i got shorty on the dial up, stack the money ’til it pile up
black kids with the power, just be cautious you round us
keep the dope in the counter, big homie had to count up
trap kings with the powder, better know it when you ’round us
trafficking, trafficking, i just spit dope on the road and it look like i’m trafficking
n+ggas be thinkin’ we lackin’ in fact when we travel we lowkey be packin’ it
i got my vellies here with me on everything we gon’ be next and i promise that
i’ma finesse where them commas at
none of them n+ggas can hold me back
come to your city you know we strapped
ace always know where the hoes be at
n+ggas be friendly on internet
i ain’t your brodie don’t call me that
f+ck on that b+tch like we deep in love
than tell that hoe never call me back
but she still slides over
cause good d+ck make hoes bipolar
smoke that sh+t with foul odors
she cut that ‘caine like al golden
got a lowlife b+tch with a high motor
head game is so mind blowin’
i’ma mix that sh+t with the lime soda
smoke that spliff ’til my eyes lower
when i get that check i’ma buy a porsche
ballin’ hard like a power forward
old money want that old money talkin’ dead money like a dinosaur
tryna’ buy a porsche and i could drive imported foreigns round the city with the title for it
i ain’t buyin’ wh0res, buyin’ out the stores for my b+tch and the vellies who ridin’ for me
got some young lil’ n+ggas who got it on ’em and a shooter who waitin’ to fire for me n+gga hold up
i got shorty on the dial up, stack the money ’til it pile up
black kids with the power, just be cautious you round us
keep the dope in the counter, big homie had to count up
trap kings with the powder, better know it when you ’round us
i got shorty on the dial up, stack the money ’til it pile up
black kids with the power, just be cautious you round us
keep the dope in the counter, big homie had to count up
trap kings with the powder, better know it when you ’round us

- kidd adamz lyrics

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