| CB on the beat
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| Huh?
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| Yeah, huh
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| Yeah, yeah
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| We pull up in your city, man, like, where’s that Minnie, man?
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| Double cups and double semi’s (Woo), man, hop out the minivan (Woo, woo)
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| And my bitch is high saditty, man, don’t show no pity, man
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| We got 30's, we got 50's, man, come right and get me, man (Phew, phew)
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| And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I’m like the Crimson Chin (Yeah)
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| Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I’m with the business, kid (Phew)
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| Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I’m from the trenches, kid (Ha)
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| Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (Yeah, yeah,
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| woo, woo)
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| Take a walk, lil' bitch, we steppin' (Yeah, haha)
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| Fuck that talkin', bitch, we wreckin' (Ah)
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| Spit on your coffin, send you to hell
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| You play with my name, I play with these weapons (Bitch, bitch)
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| You think it’s a game, you must got a death-wish (Death-wish, bah)
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| Now that boy headless (Headless, bah)
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| Pull up and wet shit (Ah), it was all your inception (Woo)
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| It was all just a message (Yeah, woo) |
| Wet up the block, beat up the block (Bitch)
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| Aimin' his top, finna hit from the Glock (Bah)
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| Bitch, I’m 800, I keep me a mop
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| 1400/800, you reppin' or not? |
| (Not, woo)
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| Bitch, we too hot (Hot, woo), straight to the top (Top)
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| Play with the gang, you end up on Fox (Fox News)
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| We pull up in your city, man, like, where’s that Minnie, man?
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| Double cups and double semi’s (Woo), man, hop out the minivan (Woo, woo)
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| And my bitch is high saditty, man, don’t show no pity, man
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| We got.30's, we got.50's, man, come right and get me, man (Phew, phew)
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| And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I’m like the Crimson Chin (Yeah)
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| Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I’m with the business, kid (Phew)
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| Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I’m from the trenches, kid (Ha)
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| Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (Yeah, yeah,
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| woo, woo)
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| All this cash, it’s gon' make a nigga surf, Hawaii (Surf)
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| I got a bad bitch at the crib, we like Whitney and Bobby (I got Act')
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| I get active on the pill, I get active without it (Active) |
| Paid three thousand for a seal, now I got drank in my body (Paid three thousand
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| for a seal)
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| Oh yeah, just some drugs, spent two hundred bands (Spent two hundred)
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| All these diamond rings gave a nigga cold hands (Oh yeah)
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| Drankin' codeine, feelin' like I’m on Xans (Drank)
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| Said fuck tomorrow, started drinkin' seals up out the can
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| Niggas sell dope on my block, niggas murder, niggas scam
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| I’m a rich rigga, fuckin' thot hoes on cam
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| Just for thinkin' she the one, I’ma dog her out and fuck her friend
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| I’ma knock the bitch out, free bands
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| We pull up in your city, man, like, where’s that Minnie, man? |
| (Yeah)
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| Double cups and double semi’s (Woo), man, hop out the minivan (Woo, brr, woo)
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| And my bitch is high saditty, man, don’t show no pity, man (No, no)
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| We got 30's, we got 50's, man, come right and get me, man (Phew, phew, grr,
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| yeah)
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| And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I’m like the Crimsion Chin (Yeah, yeah)
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| Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I’m with the business, kid (Phew, yeah,
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| yeah, Doe Beezy) |
| Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I’m from the trenches, kid (Ha, yeah,
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| Doe Beezy)
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| Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (Yeah, yeah,
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| woo, woo, Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy, oh, really?)
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| Doe Beezy got that fifty, kid, don’t play with Trippie, kid (Boom, Doe Beezy,
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| boom)
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| All that rappin' shit, I really live, this shit I really did (Yeah, yeah,
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| that’s facts)
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| Used to slide in minivans, ho, now it’s a Bentley, kid (Skrrt)
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| Rapper play, his ass get lit up, give no fuck how lit he his (Better run,
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| Forest, run, Forest, boom, you think I’m playin?)
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| Flex my wrist and make your bitch mine, play my clique right (Gang, gang)
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| RBMG ain’t gon' let shit slide, better not I diss mine (Fool)
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| Pussy boy, I got my stick on me, why your stick hidin'?
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| Ain’t no snakes, bitch, I’m like 5'6, choppa 6'9 (Doe Beezy, brr, oh, really?)
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| We pull up in your city, man, like, where’s that Minnie, man?
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| Double cups and double semi’s (Woo), man, hop out the minivan (Woo, woo)
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| And my bitch is high saditty, man, don’t show no pity, man |
| We got 30's, we got 50's, man, come right and get me, man (Phew, phew)
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| And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I’m like the Crimson Chin (Yeah)
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| Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I’m with the business, kid (Phew)
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| Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I’m from the trenches, kid (Ha)
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| Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (Yeah, yeah,
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| woo, woo)
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| CB on the beat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kid That Didd , by - Trippie Redd. Song from the album Pegasus: Neon Shark vs Pegasus Presented By Travis Barker, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп