Say Less Freestyle

Kidwild

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    Look, stop the cap, it's us, not them
    We get money in real life, when I'm online, don't need to pretend
    I got gyal running to man like what? I don't go seekin' for them
    Bro's on go, and I'm tellin' him: Chill, but he's tapped, so man can't reason with him
    Look, my head in my hoodie, my shawty a goodie
    The redhead, mine, I rate her a nine
    Back to the crib, five on five
    Every gyal to a man, every man to a wine
    Take them shots, bine on bine, she hittin' my phone like: Yo, it's time, uh
    Too many gyal wanna chop man, had them queue in a waitin' line
    I got drip, but I bought more, sexy gyal, and she come from Portmore
    Couldn't pay the hotel suite, is it rude if I give her the, in a four-door?
    Like, bro, is it rude? I got bad one showin' me nudes, uh
    Shawty wanna go on innocent, but it's all calm, she cute

    Yo, classy babe, but she party hard, hotel floor, straight knickers and bras
    The face is rude, the waist on slim, she turn 'round it turn man on
    I went ghost for a bit, she hittin' my phone like: Where have you gone?
    I was running up racks, convos with the plug, the P's landed, I'm like: Yo, I'm charged
    I got bad ones up on my roster, I don't do cuffin', I swap and trade them
    I just landed at NYC, I'm with a bad one up in Sei Less
    If you don't make breach, then it don't make sense, us man do more and say less
    She wanna know bro's occupation, he bangs F and said that he's tradin'

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    But this ain't no two-one-two, I got gyal in back of the coupe
    And these shawties postin' snaps, now my main one's stuck in her mood
    I'm all 'bout takin' risks, guaranteed that I score if I shoot
    They say the kid done changed, in my position, what would you do?

    Classy babe, but she party hard, hotel floor, straight knickers and bras
    The face is rude, the waist on slim, she turn 'round, it turn man on
    I went ghost for a bit, she hittin' my phone like: Where have you gone?
    I was running up racks convos with the plug, the P's landed, I'm like: Yo, I'm charged
    I got bad ones up on my roster, I don't do cuffin', I swap and trade them
    I just landed at NYC, I'm with a bad one up in Sei Less
    If you don't make breach, then it don't make sense, us man do more say less
    She wanna know bro's occupation, he bangs F and said that he's tradin'

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    Composición: kidwild y JDubbz (UK)

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