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Soldier Kidd
Soldier Kidd
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Ain't no classy boy, I'm a nasty boy
Ooh, you's batty boy, yeah
(Winning lottery number is coming up)
Soldier Kidd, yeah, hundred bands, yeah
Woo, Triple-X (For real?), Triple-X (For real?)
I be on the block where the youngin's love the rock (Rock, rock)
I be drinkin' Henny, sippin' on Ciroc (On Ciroc)
I been sellin' hard, I ain't even need a doc
(I ain't even need a doc)
I'm sicker than your broad, boy I think I need a doc
(Girl, I think I need a doc)
I ain't got no heart, baby girl it's just a rock
(I ain't even got a heart)
Young **** run the street, yeah I'm a hood star (I'm a hood star)
Got my stick in the car and my lick ain't too far
And I'm slidin' with the rock but I'm thuggin' under God
I ain't even got a job, this right here a stolen car
And you know my face gator, I go anywhere I want
**** know I'm servin' gate, tell me what the fuck you want
I just hit another stain, and I put Lil' Bino on
I ain't got no ceilin' on, bump into that solider trunk
I was tryna get a crumb, **** wouldn't give me none'
You don't know the threat I pose, die by the fuckin' pole
She say I'm an antidote, ooh you cleaner than a soap
I be sailin' like a boat, I be givin' **** hope
Music sellin' like it's dope
2020 projects, I was born off 20 Court
And I had knowledge before I was even born (Even born, even born)
I be on the block where the youngin's love the rock (Rock, rock)
I be drinkin' Henny, sippin' on Ciroc (On Ciroc)
I been sellin' hard, I ain't even need a doc
(I ain't even need a doc)
I'm sicker than your broad, boy I think I need a doc
(Girl, I think I need a doc)
I ain't got no heart, baby girl it's just a rock
(I ain't even got a heart)
Young **** run the street, yeah, I'm a hood star (I'm a hood star)
Got my stick in the car and my lick ain't too far
And I'm slidin' with the rock but I'm thuggin' under God
And I'm sippin' on that Cognac, I just hit a four flat
Troll creepin' through the back, I'm in class with a sack
Shorty smokin' rico pack, I ain't tryna interact
I be in the streets for real, all you **** internet
I don't know no ABC's, tell my teacher Triple-X
This right here for the streets, 'cause won't get no benefits
You keep sendin' me the streets, I only want the benefits
This a stolen V bitch, I don't get no rental in
Told 'em got no evidence, so I'm finna slide the 'Vette
Is you finna ride for him, yeah, I'm finna die for him
It's like I'm committed, I just can't resist it
I just need a ball back so I'ma blitz it
I be on the block where the youngin's love the rock (Rock, rock)
I be drinkin' Henny, sippin' on Ciroc (On Ciroc)
I been sellin' hard, I ain't even need a doc
(I ain't even need a doc)
I'm sicker than your broad, boy I think I need a doc
(Girl, I think I need a doc)
I ain't got no heart, baby girl it's just a rock
(I ain't even got a heart)
Young **** run the street, yeah I'm a hood star (I'm a hood star)
Got my stick in the car and my lick ain't too far
And I'm slidin' with the rock but I'm thuggin' under God
Written by: Soldier Kidd
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