KIDS lyrics

[Intro]
Offing a b*tch
Offing a n*gga
Wish ya b*tch would snitch
So I could pull the trigger

[Chorus]
Baby I'm a kid, but makin six figures
These b*tches they be lame, I'm upping my own lane
I made my own me, I got my own rank
I been inside the house, I been sippin' on drank
Them b*tches want my clout, I'm just smokin' on stank

[Verse 1]
I don't know how to talk to these hoes
Imma f*ck and then I'll block, see my bro
She be suckin' on my c*ck, so it's a no, so it's a no
I'm like "No, you can't get my PIN
No, I can't be yo friend
No, we can't make amends
No, I can't take 'em in
No, you just copy trends
No, I just overspend
No, how many f*ckin' hoes?
I got over ten! (Yo)
[Bridge]
We some K-I-D-S, who in one f*ckin' big mess
I am so blessed, it don't matter where I go, I'm gon' flex
I just want that head, but she wanna have sex
I been poppin' meds, but I'm still stressed
She been in my bed, but I don't even text
I said, "She been in my head" uh, she tell me I'm the best

[Chorus]
Offing a b*tch
Offing a n*gga
Wish ya b*tch would snitch
So I could pull the trigger
Baby I'm a kid, but makin six figures
I pop off the lid, and sip 'cause I miss ya