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Kidd Video (MV)




Performed By: Zkin
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Dominic Mariani, Kingston Grier




Zkin - Kidd Lyrics




I got a devil cup, you know I do it, I sip it and more than my kids be do this
This ain't no blueberry, why keep it purple
I don't smoke weed, but I just pop me a 10
Give her the blood, she say I'm a cat

I might just be a kid, but I'm a champ
If this is war, I'm comin' with it
Broke off a piece, give it to my sister
K-30 taught me, shoot em, they gon' live

Yo, let's hop in the studio
Hop in the studio with my boy Jay
Cook up some beats and give him some head
This ain't about me, it's about your lil' bitch

She's f*ckin' crazy, chopper gon' head
Roll like a river, I stand like a beat
Chopper gonna hit you like shit, zombie
Breeze down shit, you don't know about me

If you tryna talk, we gon' f*ck up your spleen
I'm with the gang in the back, we on fleek
Stand up mad, we gon' shoot out your knee
Hit his gas, spurt off on a D

New Hellcat, wreck this shit in a week
This ain't about me, it's about money
Drugs and hoes, lil' boys, you dummy
We play with sticks like they toys, you is funny

Watch how your granny gon' bust it, watch how this 40 muffin
Singin' this bitch, she would know that I'm wreckin' it
Over the mic, I be f*ckin' and wreckin' shit
Pull up with Jock, I go pan for pan, bitch

Love, love, love, love, love
Love
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I got a devil cup, you know I do it, I sip it and more than my kids be do this
This ain't no blueberry, why keep it purple
I don't smoke weed, but I just pop me a 10
Give her the blood, she say I'm a cat

I might just be a kid, but I'm a champ
If this is war, I'm comin' with it
Broke off a piece, give it to my sister
K-30 taught me, shoot em, they gon' live

Yo, let's hop in the studio
Hop in the studio with my boy Jay
Cook up some beats and give him some head
This ain't about me, it's about your lil' bitch

She's f*ckin' crazy, chopper gon' head
Roll like a river, I stand like a beat
Chopper gonna hit you like shit, zombie
Breeze down shit, you don't know about me

If you tryna talk, we gon' f*ck up your spleen
I'm with the gang in the back, we on fleek
Stand up mad, we gon' shoot out your knee
Hit his gas, spurt off on a D

New Hellcat, wreck this shit in a week
This ain't about me, it's about money
Drugs and hoes, lil' boys, you dummy
We play with sticks like they toys, you is funny

Watch how your granny gon' bust it, watch how this 40 muffin
Singin' this bitch, she would know that I'm wreckin' it
Over the mic, I be f*ckin' and wreckin' shit
Pull up with Jock, I go pan for pan, bitch

Love, love, love, love, love
Love
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Writer: Dominic Mariani, Kingston Grier
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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