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Kaid - Float I float on this beat It might put you to sleep I write all these songs In the night in my dreams I’m hanging with fiends We’re living out dreams I built me some steam Alexander McQueen Don’t need me a ting But she like what I bring She like how I act But she love how I sing I don’t mean to be mean But she better be clean If I fuck with a whore Then I’m dead on the floor So pour me some more Put some points on the board Go n double their score I’m quite honestly bored I run out the door and go make me some more I love me some cash, I might pass on that ass AMG dash, premium gas I’m whipping this bitch n I’m whipping fast I hope I don’t crash, I still got on my mask Blue and red lights, ooh I hate when they flash Fill up my glass, I forget bout the past I leave me the bitch cause we always gon clash I don’t wanna fight, my pit always bite I planned out my future, n I bought me a mic So fill me with hype, I do what I like I like me a bitch who don’t like what I like She don’t like what I Write but she ride like a bike She know I’m gon leave n it fill her with spite The bitch always hate me I’m whipping Mercedes She’s pushing a Chrysler She hate that I iced her I hate that I met her n I hate that I fed her I’m hating myself cause I know i n do better I’m whipping this bitch I got it in 6th I’m getting her naked, she’s swallowing kids I cheat on her ass, she say I’m an ass She never gon leave I’m ahead of my class I’m going so stupid, might make this a movie She made me a smoothie, I’m sucking her boobies I float on this bitch, I’m too fresh, I’m so groovy I ran into Snoop and he gave me a doobie I save it for later, I love me a hater I’m chasing this paper, Just caught a new Flavor The first of the month so I roll me a blunt I burn off the pain and I get me a jump They Say I’m a punk, I say what I want I Run up my bands, I put people in trunks Hide all your wives, then get out your guns This ain’t gon be fun, but it’s gotta be done We clean up the block, I feel like I’m PAC They really gon kill me when they realize I’m hot It’s all that I got, a Glock and a shot I blow up, I pop I roll and I rock They’re fucking with this I Heard I got a gift I’m driving her home, it’s no Uber or Lyft So get you grip, and sleep with a stick She know I’m the man, so I get what I pick She’s sending me pics She cute n she mixed I got me listt, of chicks that I dissed I hit em and dip, they barely exist She gave me a kiss n I couldn’t resist
