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KID INK lyrics : "Down 4"


Uhh speakers up, loud weed
Rollin in the back seat

Smokin on that loud seed
The clouds in my back seat
I just want that

I just want that
Money like an athlete
Say that Im the realest ^!$$%

Here if you ask me

Uhh, yea Im on fire

Come and ash me
Just crept in feelin
Greater than your gatsby

You aint gotta
You aint gotta, gas me
High out the galaxy


No gravity


But I can feel her grabbin me
Shawtty wanna little bit
Yeaa uhh take her home

Homicide
Kill that %#@! temperpidic
I spill that %#@! still baby

You can feel that %#@!
Drippin down your legs
Im about to go in I hope you

Ready for it

Uhhhh it aint hard to tell

I gotta question for you
I aint really in to guessing
So just tell me

What you down for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down for

Tell me what you down for
This aint nothin new


Baby you should come around more
We could have a good time
Thats what she around for

Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down

Fooooorrrr, yeaaaahhh
We can get into it


Tell'er I said turn the speakers up
Now we dont give a $#&@
Blunt lit one hit go me on some good %#@!

Bat tat tat batgang what it is (*##$
Four B's up you can tellem big business


But I can feel her grabbin me
Shawtty wanna little bit
Yeaa uhh take her home

Homicide
Kill that %#@! temperpidic
I spill that %#@! still baby

You can feel that %#@!
Drippin down your legs
Im about to go in I hope you

Ready for it

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