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BabySantana – kite Lyrics

Run in yo crib and I do not get caught
She say I’m handsome, I get that a lot
Look at his face and you see a red dot
We just hit Lenox don’t know what to cop
He keep on stealin’ my flow, but it’s fine
He want a feature, well he gettin’ fined
She not givin’ neck, so don’t waste my time
Not playin’ with these niggas, I’m all in my prime

I’m in my bag, I ain’t going for nothing
I’m tryna fuck, I ain’t thinkin ‘bout cuffing
Fake I.D. in the club like McLovin
I brought the Glock, I am not with the tusslin
We cannot fight, I got the strap like a dyke
He want the war, it’s on sight
Bitch, I get high like a kite

Glock in my hand that’s a palm angel
I hit his hoe in some Palm Angels
These niggas they practice my song cadence
Said “I’m droppin’ the tape” got ‘em all waitin
These industry niggas be pump fakin
Bitch I’m in the hills and I’m sunbathing
Think he spiritual because he sungazing
I’m on the top floor up in NY
This ain’t my first blunt, bitch I been high
She take a xan and she boot up
Grip in my hand, will I shoot em
All of my niggas the rudest
Bitch I just hang with the cool kids
Told that lil bitch I’m a cool kid
I’m gone shoot, give a fuck ‘bout who you is
I’m up in ella with two bitches
I hit the Wells and I pull out the riches
She suicidal, how she slit wrist (Yeah)
I’m tryna touch the stars
I’m tryna get up
Yo hoe cannot get my dick hard
No she can’t get me up
For the gang, she a whore
For the gang, she a slut

Run in yo crib and I do not get caught
She say I’m handsome, I get that a lot
Look at his face and you see a red dot
We just hit Lenox don’t know what to cop
He keep on stealin’ my flow, but it’s fine
He want a feature, well he gettin’ fined
She not givin’ neck, so don’t waste my time
Not playin’ with these niggas, I’m all in my prime

I’m in my bag, I ain’t going for nothing
I’m tryna fuck, I ain’t thinkin ‘bout cuffing
Fake I.D. in the club like McLovin
I brought the Glock, I am not with the tusslin
We cannot fight, I got the strap like a dyke
He want the war, it’s on sight
Bitch, I get high like a kite
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