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harry potter - kay jay the quiet kid lyrics

[intro: kay jay the quiet kid]
yeah
i’m the mc, harry potter
among us, an imposter
she want dior, i might fly her to france
she want a ring, but that’s not in my plans
mc, harry potter

[hook: kay jay the quiet kid]
b*tch, i’m the mc, harry potter
something like tnt, i’m a bomber
you ain’t the goat, you just an imposter
n*ggas my sons, they grew up in foster
b*tches want money, think i’m a sponsor
twenty baddies and they all in my roster
b*tch, i got gang ties, like a mobster
say that it’s up and i turn to a monster
cook him up in this b*tch like a lobster
in the cut, like a motherf*cking doctor
undefeated, man, i could be a boxer
please don’t text mе, i am not a responder
f*ck with me, thеn just know you a goner
straight to the grave, you won’t see a doctor
cold case, i’m like “f*ck you, your honor”
heat on my waist, turn your block to a sauna
f*ck all your b*tches, like summertime saga
[verse: kay jay the quiet kid]
quiet kid, but i’m also a baller
stacking mandela on top of the dollars
showed off his girl, then he went and lost her
wrist froze, man, i feel like a watcher
big dog, but my chain’s not a collar
rap god, but i’m also a scholar
big boss, i’m the shot caller
move like a hitman, i don’t holler
life is a book, quiet kid is the author
call me “daddy,” but i’m not her father
say that she tryna be mrs. potter
feel like the slump god, i got water
you a reserve and you see i’m a starter
stay in the field and i keep going harder
i’m the plug like a motherf*cking charger
die for my sh*t like a f*cking martyr
gun to your head, man, i feel like a barber
d*mn, rapping is getting too easy
eating beats, b*tch, feed me, d*mn
i’m better than you when i’m sleepy, d*mn
heart stone cold, stevie, d*mn
these little n*ggas tryna be me, d*mn
quiet kid, but i’m really the man
f*ck love, take me straight to the bands
ion make plans, i just make demands
i’m off the wall, like a new pair of vans
sipping on lean till i’m stuck in a trance
i’m too rare, i can’t be seen at a glance
took a few l’s, but i doubled my chance
now i got racks on racks in my pants
big stepper, baby, bosses don’t dance
[hook: kay jay the quiet kid]
b*tch, i’m the mc, harry potter
something like tnt, i’m a bomber
you ain’t the goat, you just an imposter
n*ggas my sons, they grew up in foster
b*tches want money, think i’m a sponsor
twenty baddies and they all in my roster
b*tch, i got gang ties, like a mobster
say that it’s up and i turn to a monster
cook him up in this b*tch like a lobster
in the cut, like a motherf*cking doctor
undefeated, man, i could be a boxer
please don’t text me, i am not a responder
f*ck with me, then just know you a goner
straight to the grave, you won’t see a doctor
cold case, i’m like “f*ck you, your honor”

- kay jay the quiet kid lyrics

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