squidmakesmusic - on my kids (feat. Jaidan)
On my kids, love them blue hunnids
Rubber bands wrap it up, keep them blue bills coming
Wanna take my girl out and tour the whole country
Stay in 5-star hotels and keep on thumbing
I been on go while they on my ass
Cause I got this bag but they know they can't touch it
Big body whip, something like a limousine
Just in case we gotta leave we gone keep that running
But know I ain't running, adrenaline rush I love it
Talking to my bro he been thinking bout gunning
Whole hood know we up to something
All gas, no brakes, like how he does it?
But why they all bugging, stay in my lane 100
Hating on me while I'm plotting in the dungeon
I been outside, I ain't really tryna hide
So, I'm getting real tired of heated discussions
Why the fuck you think I trust you?
I done had homies switch up and turn out to be foes
Flip a few bows, and dip off on the low
I ain't getting caught up I just stick to my code
I know it's my time, but it's hard to stay focused
When all you can think about is getting More
I swear to god that they really gone hate me
When I finally make it up out of this hole
Cause on my kids, love them blue hunnids
Rubber bands wrap it up, keep them blue bills coming
Wanna take my girl out and tour the whole country
Stay in 5-star hotels and keep on thumbing
I been on go while they on my ass
Cause I got this bag but they know they can't touch it
Big body whip, something like a limousine
Just in case we gotta leave we gone keep that running
Back on my shit and they nervous again
Most of they rent I put up in the wind
Which car ima pull up in, huh, it depends
And my bitch love me she think I'm dependable
Momma been told me that she want a Benz
Remember when bro and them couldn't pay the rent
Now, I be thinking 'bout copping a Vette from ACB stock
That just copped 30 pips
You can't even catch it I'm talking my shit
I pay the first when you pay on the fifth
My bedroom is haunted
I got some skeletons locked up in some Louis V garments
Boy, don't get yourself caught up with what you just started
Down when you should've came up
You gone have to think back when you speak my name
Down with a little ass girl, get out my house, can't speak my language
Baby, get back on the news
I hear what you saying to me, to me; they watch what I do
You can stay watching me getting to it I'm counting them blues
And I see them getting nervous when they can't be clocking my moves
Try clocking my moves, put your face on the news, I got too much to lose
I got too much to lose to get caught up with you and that's
On my kids, love them blue hunnids
Rubber bands wrap it up, keep them blue bills coming
Wanna take my girl out and tour the whole country
Stay in 5-star hotels and keep on thumbing
I been on go while they on my ass
Cause I got this bag but they know they can't touch it
Big body whip, something like a limousine
Just in case we gotta leave we gone keep that running
Written by:
Jaidan Whorton, Tristen Crumley
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