anti - imylia & baby kia lyrics
[intro]
(ellis)
when’s the last you ever lost an acquaintance?
(what’d you say?)
h*ll operator
the last you ever lost an acquiantance
[verse 1: imylia]
make a movie off the x and s*x, b*tch, i’m osamason
we get you nailed, just like a tech, my n*gga, i got my choppa done
you ain’t got heart, he carryin’ less than three, he soft [?]
like a [?] in these streets, i leave the room, it’s “carry on”
tryna sting on junji, now she out on bond, no babytron
take one of mine, i won’t allow it, b*tch haram, haram, haram
we took a plea and then we took his kid, how that for pros and cons?
they checked the cam’, it was a masquerade like bro from bakugan
i know a white boy that be rappin’, n*ggas ain’t word to [?]
they on the couch, dwayne and jackson, we gon’ see how bro react
he playin’ hero, fix*it felix, now that tool all on his back
maria told me fix my face but i look pretty when i’m mad
my b*tch is pretty and petite, but she will k!ll you in your home
we bring the silence of the lamb and left a message at the tone
i get the rod, i’m not [?] but touch me and you gone
them hollows sing you like a song and with my gang, it’s like i’m kong
word on the street we made ’em weak, we took his soul that’s where the mouth*
be getting zipped at, that’s some ‘za, my twin can tell ’cause he amount
he still payin’ for your streams, so how the f*ck did you make it out?
i put the nina to his nina, bruh, how the f*ck is it makin’ it out?
just took a soul and caught a high, i up that drac’, he gettin’ low
if i hit her, it’s transgender, we progressive with the flow
i burn an opp, [?], i ain’t talkin’ bout the show
it’s goin’ down with fire force, i cut you down on pillar show
[verse 2: baby kia]
brrt*brrt, yeah
i told the bros that i want switches
ride around, two dirty glocks, screamin’ “free pooh shiesty”, sh*t
the black ‘gat jumpin’ out my hand, i hopped out, sprayed and hit a dyk* b*tch
don’t get my shoes inside the opp hood, i’m not trippin’, i got that light switch
straight a, solo bruisin’ through the westend, bessie hold this fully drac’
i’m tryna make my mind up, hope off on [?] and [?]
i told lil’ bro change up his barber, big bro might slice open [?]
triple [?], gon’ k!ll you for that paid (err, ah)
somethin’ ’bout bk just don’t seem right
think that boy like being left for red, all at that green light
yeah, no way we givin’ him a pass
pistol whip inside the store, they lock the door, i shoot the glass
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