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orrin - kd freestyle lyrics

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prelude +
b+tch i get drunk in the club, i know that you want me + you know that i’m flying..
since i’m not looking for love, girl why did you hump me + you know that i’m crying..
b+tch i be smoking on bud, you know that it’s comfy + i’m rolling the line..
b+tch i be drunk in the club, i know that you want me + you know it’s my time..

chorus +
i run up the check and my nikes they fitted up..
little bih + you cannot hang or come talk with us..
chilling with bosses and they do the shoulder rub..
with a bad b+tch and she gimme the shoulder rub..

she giving brain and i know that her quota up..
robbing her heart so she told me don’t hold her up..
get on this ride but she know she not old enough..
b+tch i’m a star and you know that i’m going up..

first verse +
drip with the racks so i look like kd..
why these b+tches tryna hate? they act snakey..
he with a white b+tch so we call her katie..
i sauce on the chicken + you know it’s gravy..

why these n+ggas be capping? you know that they minute men
i pull his cap, just like a d+mn soda can..
in love with the process, she calling me method man..
i take her out and put out like the garbage can..
n+ggas be hating i know that they fake..
i piped her last week so you know that she late..
i’m getting the cheese and you know that we grate..
got ice on my neck so you know we gone skate..

n+ggas really scare with a d+mn hoodie man..
imma creep up on that n+gga like boogie man..
i be in queens, eating food, we at goodys man..
all in the club and she told me, just do the dance..

second verse +
know that i’m going up + b+tch told me throw it up..
yeah i got stoned + and i’m smoking on boulder..
drinking a soda + she told me throw it up..
throw it up x4

she said she got a man + i cannot be your friend..
looking for clout + so she out in the scene again..
i did not see the man + out in the scene again…
b+tch i’m so fly + we take off just like peter pan..

i flexed on a n+gga + i hurted his mans..
run up in the club with the bands..
pulling on her hair + smoking strands..
how the f+ck my dinner cost a grand

- orrin lyrics

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