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suburban (feat. jakkah) - the kid whyt lyrics

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[intro:]
(carson you crazy)
(oof, uh, yuh yuh yuh yuh, aye)
here we go , (yuh) ya’ll ain’t ready for this

[verse #1: the kid whyt]
i live in a nice part of town (part of town)
i don’t ever gotta be scared to walk around at night
by myself, it’s tight. but if i feel like
starting trouble then you bet it’s goin’ down (its goin’ down)
yuh, crown vic’s lurkin’ in the dark
but we always speedin’, bumpin’ music after dark (after dark)
through the grocery store lot yeah we hittin’ carts
and we always tryna find them women yeah them missing parts
fix your ego why you always tryna mess with ours (mess with ours)
y’all are spending money, but i’m spending hours
learning myself man that’s a lot of power (yuh)
yuh, that’s a lot of power
[hook: the kid whyt]
just a white kid from the burbs (from the the burbs)
yeah you talkin’ i said f* what you heard (what you heard)
gettin’ cheese think some sh*t just occurred
i don’t remember you last night was just a blur (just a blur)
she call crazy when i spit (when i spit)
she call me drizzy with the hits (with the hits)
so call me crazy lil’ b*tch
got my head spinning feelin’ dizzy in this sh*t (in this sh*t)

[verse #2: jakkah]

[hook: the kid whyt]
just a white kid from the burbs (from the the burbs)
yeah you talkin’ i said f* what you heard (what you heard)
gettin’ cheese think some sh*t just occurred
i don’t remember you last night was just a blur (just a blur)
she call crazy when i spit (when i spit)
she call me drizzy with the hits (with the hits)
so call me crazy lil’ b*tch
got my head spinning feelin’ dizzy in this sh*t (in this sh*t)

[verse #3: the kid whyt]
sometimes i need to sit back and spit
i’m up next, i’m on deck like i’m next to hit
want the key? be my type like i’m typin’ this sh*t (i’m typing’ this*)
know i get a poppin’ like a hymen, sh*t! (ooh)
ok, ok, its about d*mn time (’bout time)
i used to hold back when i was writing my rhymes (now i don’t)
i’m just speaking my mind man is that such a crime
how the kid make these hits he ain’t even in his prime
(he ain’t even in his prime)
nah, he ain’t even in it
yeah they told the kid to stop but he keepin’ with it (yeah he keepin’ with it)
how the h*ll am i a loser if i keep on winnin’
now i’m fl!cking’ up and all of y’all wanna be up in it
[hook: the kid whyt]
just a white kid from the burbs (from the the burbs)
yeah you talkin’ i said f* what you heard (what you heard)
gettin’ cheese think some sh*t just occurred
i don’t remember you last night was just a blur (just a blur)
she call crazy when i spit (when i spit)
she call me drizzy with the hits (with the hits)
so call me crazy lil’ b*tch
got my head spinning feelin’ dizzy in this sh*t (in this sh*t)

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