Letra

This sounding like a intro I don't like cops, I ain't never like Carl Winslow I've been too stressed blowing nicotine out the window Few missed calls keep my phone on the airplane mode I ain't even on the airplane bro Your energy giving me stress I swear my DM is a mess These girls only want me for sex Crazy Got me feeling real cute B.I.G. how I get to the loot If she bad she might get some new shoes Oooh Let me time travel to the past I remember I hated my class Only black boy I sat in the back Writing raps only way I did math Teacher talking bout history facts How nobody in history black Why nobody in history black? I'm from Belgium where the old king kind of like Hitler Only reason u don't hear about it cuz he killed niggas Blood on your hands I swear u got blood on your hands I say this for Congo I swear u still owe em some money U owe em some land From the country where they killed a black boy up in college This for Sanda Dia looking down just to see the riots Lock them rich white kids up before we get violent Before I start whilin' fuck a black square fuck a comment Yeah 2020 been a joke Fuck your caption fuck your post I get mad as shit when I scroll Screaming "Black lives matter" just to get attention Count likes your a whore If u real than u kno like I kno This ain't new we been living this bro From the country where the two sides ain't tryna mix Speak Dutch on this one side others speak French Moi je parle les deux donc tu sais j'ai vraiment pas de stresse I learned english watching TV shoutout Will smith Fresh prince Belgium shit Okay Yeah yeah Tryna get lit like Bic Tell a rapper go cop' my disc Teach a rapper how to rap like this Tell the media get of my dick Fuck a blog u ain't telling me shit Not K one D this K1D Running this shit like Husains hips AYE This be that Belgium shit Last girl I had was a Belgian chick AYE She give me head so sloppy lil shorty sweet like Belgian waffles They know I'm coming with love I'm from the 9 also known as the plug Rap just a thing that I do on the side I make one call I could fuck up your life Sitting shotgun with a shooter He on point if u tryna play stupid Hit ya girl from the back now I'm cupid I don't need me no practice I do this Jaja jaja jaja jaja That's how we say yes in Dutch 4th quarter I'm cash I'm clutch Man that rapper fell of that's tough Ooh Shit, it's my first album it's a hit Perfect timing it's time to get rich Shorty like nigga damn u ain't quit A OG in the game call me K1D Yeah my skin dark and they love it I'm a superstar I'm Mclovin' Tell my manager I blew the budget So please don't go ask me to vote All these politicians getting tax money In the parlement making jokes I just feel like they laugh at the folks If u evil don't think I don't see u Fuck ya colour my nigga we equal Fuck the fame do this shit for my people Say it all let it bleed trough the speakers
Writer(s): Lennard Vink, Francesco Busi, Badara Niasse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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