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Kailon - IDGAF (Intro) Lyrics



Kailon - IDGAF (Intro) Lyrics
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(The high-speed chase that started in Homewood, ends in Downtown Birmingham)
(Homewood Police say they started to chase a man)
(When he failed to pull over for a traffic stop on I-65 North)
(Near The Lackshore Drive)
Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked
You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck
Like Trap-Spot
Kick It In
Up that Glock like, give it up
We caught that boy in traffic
Had to wack 'em
Had to fill 'em up
Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga
I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher
These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they f*ckin' hit you
Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals
Like, Dirty Glock, ridin' around with a 25 to life
I'm ready to crash, this gen 5 on my side and I ain't afraid to die
If you get down on yo' dick you better go and whip some pies
Yeah, i'm a wealthy villian all I know is a f*ckin' life of crime
Yeah, i'm a killer I feel like i'm Frieza when I up that heater
Yeah, you a liar, you a heathen if you say that boy still breathin'
I got this Moncler for the season I might change it for no reason
Yeah, I be trappin' like i'm Jeezy no one said this shit was easy
I feel Lamborghini Geeski in this Cat cus you can't reach me
She like it when I come around I love all my lil' bitches needy
He thought he ran off with my bags, I had to spin the block like CD
Yeah, these boys Broke than a bitch, these boys ain't eating like a ED
Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked
You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck
Like Trap-Spot
Kick It In
Up that Glock like, give it up
We caught that boy in traffic
Had to wack 'em
Had to fill 'em up
Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga
I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher
These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they f*ckin' hit you
Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals
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(The high-speed chase that started in Homewood, ends in Downtown Birmingham)
(Homewood Police say they started to chase a man)
(When he failed to pull over for a traffic stop on I-65 North)
(Near The Lackshore Drive)
Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked
You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck
Like Trap-Spot
Kick It In
Up that Glock like, give it up
We caught that boy in traffic
Had to wack 'em
Had to fill 'em up
Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga
I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher
These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they f*ckin' hit you
Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals
Like, Dirty Glock, ridin' around with a 25 to life
I'm ready to crash, this gen 5 on my side and I ain't afraid to die
If you get down on yo' dick you better go and whip some pies
Yeah, i'm a wealthy villian all I know is a f*ckin' life of crime
Yeah, i'm a killer I feel like i'm Frieza when I up that heater
Yeah, you a liar, you a heathen if you say that boy still breathin'
I got this Moncler for the season I might change it for no reason
Yeah, I be trappin' like i'm Jeezy no one said this shit was easy
I feel Lamborghini Geeski in this Cat cus you can't reach me
She like it when I come around I love all my lil' bitches needy
He thought he ran off with my bags, I had to spin the block like CD
Yeah, these boys Broke than a bitch, these boys ain't eating like a ED
Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked
You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck
Like Trap-Spot
Kick It In
Up that Glock like, give it up
We caught that boy in traffic
Had to wack 'em
Had to fill 'em up
Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga
I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher
These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they f*ckin' hit you
Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals
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Writer: Kevin Holman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Kailon
Length: 1:57
Written by: Kevin Holman

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