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Yeah
The kid
Yea, i pour up the lean, i spilled by accident
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Numbing’ my problems more in the bag…bring rubber bands
I live for now, will good deals and hefty mends
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Get me more, i spend a lot don’t care bout bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
More money i makе it cry
Gang sh#t fridays we wild
I make your chick reconsidеr you like dkny
You leap in then look later
Southside got no behaviour
Knee-deep feedin my haters
Don’t bother you be the cater
Nikkas bare ka cap’a
Ke lenyatso or byang majita nna ke kopa lesa n’tester
Thul’ubekhe mina i hope you know gore ngeke unqede
Verse for goons hustlin’ out there, with no bullet vests
They come back safe, with money on plates
Nikkas out there envy, they kill em ‘cause of hate
Who’s gon provide now, rip to daddy
Saved all his money, look now i’m ridin’ new mercedes
Yea, i pour up the lean, i spilled by accident
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Numbing’ my problems more in the bag…bring rubber bands
I live for now, will good deals and hefty mends
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Get me more, i spend a lot don’t care bout bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
The more you give, the more you get
Keep your circle smaller and just avoid the rest
We tellin tales reality, we the best
See me-see you, nikka we off the same hand
Who got the block hot, who got the block really poppin’?
Damn it’s kass & ob, zone 6 ain’t ever stoppin’
I’m on my feet; i can’t believe i’m thomas incarnate
Get me a doctor or something (why) my nikkas are really poppin’
Never go down in flames (fire) you got my word
I’m burning it both ends (i’m workin) no time for bed
I’m on my way to the top (ko dimo) lemme seatbelt
sh#t is gettin’ real (it is) welcome to the den
As i weather the storm of bands, god be with me
I got my bros ko ntlong, they hungry and all depending on me
Imma keep grinding grinding grinding till i rip
Give momma strength she on her knees, she’s just praying for me
Yea, i pour up the lean, i spilled by accident
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Numbing’ my problems more in the bag…bring rubber bands
I live for now, will good deals and hefty mends
I light the weed nikka because i’m the president
Get me more, i spend a lot don’t care bout bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
Numbing’ my problems, more in the bag…bring rubber bands
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Cos Kid Lyrics – Rubberbands