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kidday (en) - 930pm.careless lyrics

man i swear i am so careless
but really i can care less
so master with the whip make me wish i’m in the car less
she off the white girl like she walkin round a target
don’t let me catch you with the opp cause that’s gon make yo ass a target
kidday boy he stupid man he childish he r+t+rded
come around smell so much gas on him you’d think that someone farted
and you would think my name was jimmy how my dogs all got me guarded
i got two glocks ask what’s they name it’s ah and shame they hit the target
i’m a good kidd i’m always confiscating goodies
pull up shootin with the flashes on and turn the opps to footage
and the vette a 6+speed like the stick i’m always clutchin
and the strap is my attire business casual it’s tucked in
no that’s out of question
hold up did i mention
this money feel so uniform i’m always in a vest man
i’m always investin
spending on myself i make it back i’m an investment
okay everyone curious what’s they obsession
don’t go into detail that make em upset
i step in the room and i give off that aura
ain gotta say sh+t they can tell that i’m different
they @ in me @ in me all in the comments ain blue green and purple you don’t get a mention
call up my cousin that girl like my bestie
i can’t tell her sh+t cause i know it’ll get messy
pink and purple in hair, my daughter that’s for
imma laugh in your face if you say that it’s zesty
i hope in the vettey from va to nati
got k for the boy if he tryna get saucy
i move like a dentist i show off the white
know that i’m ight
you see that im flossin
if i think it’s a set up that boy gon get wet up
he showin the signs
im movin with caution
she send me the addy to pick up the addys
they judgin me judgin me say i’m a (goat)
the kidd in me kidding me
don’t think they feelin me
b+tch i’m stoner i want all the (smoke)
you know i’m with lancha that’s no lil boat
my head above water i’m stayin afloat
she lovin my lines she thinkin it’s dope
my neighbors think i’m the plug and i think it’s a joke
it’s gettin colder outside
boutta cop me a coat
that boy feelin froggy i tell em to croak
in love with my style cause that boy from new york
what part i reside whatchu askin me for?

- kidday en lyrics

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