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act like you ain't scared - baby kia lyrics

[intro]
oh, yeah
act like you ain’t scared
act like you wanna buck, i’ma slap this four nick’ ‘cross your head
act like i don’t know what’s goin’ on, i’m a r*t*rd, not a sped
30 creep out the cut, dagger on the stick, tryna rearrange a n*gga dreads
he can’t
act like you ain’t sca—
act like you want— (davy’s gray)
this four nick’, he can’t—
okay

[chorus]
act like you ain’t scared, psh
act like you wanna buck, i’ma slap this four nick’ ‘cross your head (grraow)
act like i don’t know what’s goin’ on, i’m a r*t*rd, not a sped
30 creep out the cut, dagger on the stick, tryna rearrange a n*gga dreads (grraow)

[verse 1]
yeah, machete decapitate a n*gga arm, i bet he won’t reach for this neck
mama, i’m sorry, i was skippin’ class, outside breaking glass, tryna find a chеck
sh*t, i ain’t gon’ lie (sh*t, i ain’t gon’ lie), sh*t, i ain’t gon’ lie, hеll yeah, i tried it
i was in class tryna maintain, but i was either showin’ my ass or i was fightin’
i still remember those hoes that ain’t wanna f*ck back then, they currently bitin’
when i was in elementary, n*ggas t**th was messed up, everybody was laughin’ and clownin’, but now i’m smilin’
but now i’m the one smilin’, vampire diamonds, shoutout to wafi, uh (uh)
uh, straight pipe, srt pull up growin’
no, i can’t dress, so i let bunna be my stylist
pull up fishtailing a cutlass and she like, “girl, who that is? he slidin'”
that’s a three inch arp in the backseat holdin’ four bodies
sh*t, i ain’t gon’ lie, i love my life, about this car, i’m pullin’ homi’s
yeah, i’ll die ’bout this car, you’ll die ’bout this car too (you too, n*gga)
i’m not asking you i’m telling you, stupid*ass n*gga
you pull this door (yeah), it’s over with
alright, psh
[chorus]
bk, act like you ain’t scared, psh (k)
act like you wanna buck, i’ma slap this four nick’ ‘cross your head (alright)
act like i don’t know what’s goin’ on, i’m a r*t*rd, not a sped (nah)
30 creep out the cut, dagger on the stick, tryna rearrange a n*gga dreads

[verse 2]
alright, skied up in the bp, hope boy ain’t loafin’ where the opps be servin’
if they turn on the light, we gon’ fill that b*tch up, told lil’ bruh send the drac’ through the curtains
told him don’t even get in this truck you ain’t ready, you already look a lil’ nervous
see the young n*gga standin’ behind me with switches, every last one of ’em purgin’
alright, okay, listen up, we gon’ do this my way
you gon’ lay in that cut ’til i tell you jump out, have the young n*gga sittin’ in the driveway
i’ma gon’ give you a 357, might not be a glock, but it do leave no trace
and remember when you hit shark, you aim for his top, we ain’t payin’ no waste
alright, okay, i’m the youngest too out my body
heard a n*gga was mad that i smoke hot, told him crash out, come die ’bout it
say somebody say they want my soul, it’s up for grabs, come take it
he doin’ all that bluffin’, we push up, see what he on, strip a n*gga naked
inside of his song, n*gga say he post up on his block, every time we come through, they ain’t there
we tryna come slide through, drop some sh*lls jump out make a young n*gga tear
make him move out
sh*t, i ain’t gon’ cap, boy, you ain’t gon’ make it
curby come out the sunroof, two maximilli microstick leave a n*gga faceless

[chorus]
bk, okay, act like you ain’t scared, psh (okay)
act like you wanna buck, i’ma slap this four nick’ ‘cross your head (oh woah, woah)
act like i don’t know what’s goin’ on, i’m a r*t*rd, not a sped
30 creep out the cut, dagger on the stick, tryna rearrange a n*gga dreads (woah, bk)

- baby kia lyrics

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