Kuylxn - Acid Drop

Floating in the unknown
I been living so wrong
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Tapping into my zone
Don’t be calling my phone
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Floating in the unknown
I been living so wrong
Wait a minute hold on
Tapping into my zone
Don’t be calling my phone
Wait a minute hold on
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Shout to Marcus
Got me dripping acid
Like I cut the stomach
I’m so sick
Made these niggas vomit
Gave your girl some hope
Like it’s ‘08 and my name Obama
Get pin pointed
Like your name Osama
The way they moving
Can’t dodge the karma
She fine as hell
Devil wearing Prada
No more decimals
Focused on the commas
Been bumping Zay
Yeah Silk Da Shocka
Tryna avoid the drama
But it follows me
Name dropping gon help me nada
Just a lil crush on Miss Alanah
To be honest
that list goes on
Shout to Jimi
Need him on a song
Getting swift
Can’t do no wrong
Feeling lucky
Like I got a charm
Like pretty bitches
That’s shout to Dawn
You’ll lose your mind
With the shit I’m on
Been working hard
Is it summer yet?
I’ll bring the storm
Check the thunder yeah
Bad bitch
From down under yeah
Just tryna
Go down on her
Got good head
Good bread
Third leg
Nuff said
Shout Jett
Cause he really blessed
Been writing more
But saying less
You niggas sore
If I had to guess
This pen a sword
Right through your chest
She making noise
I just neglect
No change no rest
Upset, duck this
I bet you won’t
You know I’m set
Oh my goodness
Switch flow quick flex
You dead,who next
You said big bet
Say less I’m juiced
I’m lit I’m here
Floating in the unknown
I been living so wrong
Wait a minute hold on
Tapping into my zone
Don’t be calling my phone
Wait a minute hold on
Wait a minute hold on
Wait a minute hold on
Floating in the unknown
I been living so wrong
Wait a minute hold on
Tapping into my zone
Don’t be calling my phone
Wait a minute hold on
Wait a minute hold on
Wait a minute hold on
Standing on my 10 toes
Most you niggas just foes
Most you niggas just hoes
Talking shit, just hold on
She drink me like some Cocoa
Niggas funny like the elbow
Claim red like they Elmo
Came back like yo volvo
Test me, that’s a no go
Yeah test me, that’s a no go
My nigga copped the pole though
I’m in the sky like pole vault
I’m in the sky, you burrow
I’m working hard
You furlough

Written by:
Kuylen Johnson

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