Kids

We don't want you

We don't like you

If we see you

We gon' fight you

If you come here

We gon' show you

We got blickies

We got soldiers

No intruders

No imposters

No policemen

Only customers

We got coca

We got smoke, yeah

We got crystal

What you want, bruh?

If you with me, middle finger to the sky

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids

If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids

You can hide it

You can make it

If I see it

I'ma take it

Put your hands down

I won't hit you

This a payback

Not a stickup

Pass the watch, yeah

And the bracelet

All your money

There's my interest

Ain't no witness

You won't miss it

'Cause you're a Christian

You'll forgive this

If you with me, middle finger to the sky

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids

If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids

Kids

You ain't looking right

Musta been high

Was tryna get your attention long time

Boys will be boys and girls cry at bedtime

Ain't no matter, I'm tryna tell our kids dem

You the man, bae

You never know that

Childhood sweetheart

And now you're drawback

Yes, we all grew up and chose our own paths

But you still look good, then do a slow dance

If you with me, middle finger to the sky

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids

If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly

We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about

The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids