SPECIAL ED Baby Kia
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[Intro]
You pick that side, you stay there, alright
You ride with them, you duck with them, hah
Fuck nigga got me out my top
You run with them, I bet to God that he get dropped
[Chorus]
Yeah, they say BK talk to the dead
'Cause of dick ridin', my opps put on a helmet and duck your head (Haha)
Short yellow bus, he special ed
Told lil' bruh get out the streets, can't handle beef, I got him scared (Haha)
Make sacrifice, cut off his head
Drink his blood, come out at nighttime, BK put that boy to bed (Haha)
I heard that boy inside the county
For an iPhone and some Rap Snacks, get him poked out, that's a bounty
[Verse 1]
Yeah, bitch, hе tried to spin back, but he late
Told Lil Tim pull to thе back, hop out the Track', shoot through the gate
Caught the driver tryna snatch off, Z-Ball put one in his face
A thousand ways to die, put somethin' inside his weed, lil' bruh got laced
Yeah, bitch, we left him stank just like a diaper
50 cal, BK got white boy posted on the roof with snipers
Throw the Perc' back, roll up Baby Hot, swear no one gets me higher
Hah, catch him on the e-way, make him crash, I pop his tires
You pick that side, you stay there, alright
You ride with them, you duck with them, hah
Fuck nigga got me out my top
You run with them, I bet to God that he get dropped
[Chorus]
Yeah, they say BK talk to the dead
'Cause of dick ridin', my opps put on a helmet and duck your head (Haha)
Short yellow bus, he special ed
Told lil' bruh get out the streets, can't handle beef, I got him scared (Haha)
Make sacrifice, cut off his head
Drink his blood, come out at nighttime, BK put that boy to bed (Haha)
I heard that boy inside the county
For an iPhone and some Rap Snacks, get him poked out, that's a bounty
[Verse 1]
Yeah, bitch, hе tried to spin back, but he late
Told Lil Tim pull to thе back, hop out the Track', shoot through the gate
Caught the driver tryna snatch off, Z-Ball put one in his face
A thousand ways to die, put somethin' inside his weed, lil' bruh got laced
Yeah, bitch, we left him stank just like a diaper
50 cal, BK got white boy posted on the roof with snipers
Throw the Perc' back, roll up Baby Hot, swear no one gets me higher
Hah, catch him on the e-way, make him crash, I pop his tires
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