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the kid - shofu lyrics

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the kid lyrics shofu ft omar

[shofu intro]
d-mn
i think i forgot how to rap bro
that’s crazy
they go

[verse 1: shofu]
dateline, n-gga you ain’t f-ckin’ with the kid
when i pull up on a n-gga with the forty on my hip
and that’s where is momma’s stayin’ put the barrel to his ribs
b-tch i’m hungry for whatever
on my shoulder got a chip n dip it
lookin for a problem cause i’m ignorant as sh-t
try a n-gga that gauge kick back it’s extra lazy
i been the sh-t that’s mr hanky
your b-tch she pay me
want mine and yours that’s extra gravy
d-ck got her mouth foamin’ like a b-tch with rabies
made a couple n-ggas mad when i fall up in their chick like oopsie-daisee
a n-gga get it crackin’ like the force of [hades?]
you don’t even get a chance like abortion babies
i’m a force so maybe, he f-ckin’ with a n-gga this can turn a robot chicken when [doors?] go crazy
i was born amazing
imma die terrific
lord shofu n-gga don’t forget the honorific
f-ck with me and my n-ggas be another statistic
chopper make a n-gga flip like summer olympics
i’m getting to the money i’m just doing it different
i’m ballin on you n-ggas if i’m bein specific
then i ask them n-ggas
(is this what you wanted?)
yo chain in my pocket you can’t even flaunt it
d-mn
my verse is too ratchet
got yo head leakin’ you can’t even patch it
all that sh-t you talkin’ thinkin’ you want that action
you runin’ you cryin’ you scream while i’m blastin’
that sh-t i got with me you can’t even fathom
yo brains on the floor i see what you imagine
i got no comp-ssion
i k!ll you b-tches then my young n-gga omar put yo -ss in the casket

[verse 2: omar]
ahhh, hope you enjoyin’ yourself
cause i just got tired of waiting, now i’m comin’ for the belt
told you n-ggas i’m not messing around (i told you n-ggas)
all you (common haters come and fake us?) and people try to steal my sound
come get all of your insults now
put y’all down
f-ck all my enemies
sleep on the kid put you out of your misery
lookin like m k no flaws in my victory
bars i be spittin’ put n-ggas in history (woooo!)
til they get sick of me (til they get sick of me)
blacklist, print my name up on an atlas cause i’m that big
i told you people i don’t play got the game in a [?]
italic rappers got me lookin bold
y’all n-ggas shouldn’t have got involved
runnin’ the game all you n-ggas jump
new windows 10 but y’all microsoft
young n-gga but i’m still gettin’ older
still high when the weather was colder
those triggers you pull those were gamecube controllers (god d-mn!)
i got the sauce, like a recipe
i thought i told you n-ggas stop testing me
but the scantron homie i see everything
puttin’ that work in like i don’t know anything else
but they sleepin on the kid but a blanket should help
tempurpedic -ss n-ggas i ain’t f-ckin’ with them
in the center like i had the last supper with them
and that means i’m a god if you didn’t get it
i’m already in first i don’t need to finish
leave ’em in silence like did the beat go off?
hearing all these n-ggas in they sneaky talk
motherf-cker listen when i talk to you n-gga
are you not entertained?
swear rappers must think i’m insane
i’m a king and no one’s stopping my reign
b-tch
(see me and shofu we the kings of this rap sh-t so if you’re tryna overthrow us, good luck.)

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