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lirik lagu renegade freestyle – kay jay the quiet_kidd

[intro: kay jay the quiet kid]
yeah
mmmh hmmm
yeah
i’m bout to do something that’s gonna
offend most of y’all (yeah like for real)
but i don’t care (i don’t care)
imma do something that’s gonna affect y’all
yeah
uh
yeah
uh

[verse: kay jay the quiet kid]
nike stepping
i’m hot headed
and attractive
money magnet lil n*gga
you know i’m attracting (attracting)
blowing up
and my sh*t starting
to get some traction (on god)
people hating on me
couldn’t give a f*ck about it (for real)
b*tches claiming on me
don’t even f*ck around (don’t f*ck around)
faces changing in the room
that’s when i’m around (for real)
straight talker lil n*gga
don’t do no run around (running laps)
straight shooter my n*gga
i keep a gun around (for real)
you think i love you baby
i’m just tryna f*ck sum (f*ck sum, f*ck sum)
she gave me hеad
but we all know that she still dumb (dumb)
in her jaws, not a shark
shе won’t bite bruh (like jaws)
she gave me head
now she tell me that her mouth’s numb (gawd)
i took his girl, i know
ion give a f*ck about her (for real)
talking bout me when i leave
ya’ll some b*tches huh? (b*tches huh?)
got a glock 19
with some switches on it (switches on it)
we gone take him to his grave
chains on a n*gga, lil b*tch no slave (slave)
high tide n*gga just look at my waves (waves)
they fitna play this at the rave (rave)
yeah, uh
they fitna play this at the rave (rave)
yeah, yeah, uh
yeah, uh
okay, yeah
[verse2: kay jay the quiet kid]
yeah i get my rave on (uh)
yeah i get my chains on (uh*huh)
yeah i get my waves on (uh*huh)
drowning in the wave
all these n*ggas washed up
tin foil so these n*ggas are just squashed up
said he wanna fight now he’s just f*cked up
said she love me, look at her now she just f*cked up
one in the chamber, my n*gga there’s one up
cop’s looking for me so i keep my glock tucked
glock with a d*ck you get f*cked mmh pause bruh
clip a n*gga put a bullet in his b*lls mmh yeah pause bruh (pause)
rapping and robbing n*gga till i fall imma stand tall (tall)
b*tch said she love me, now she think i’m gonna pick up her calls (like what the f*ck)
b*tch you think i really like you huh? (huh?)
b*tch i don’t give a f*ck
thinking i’ma wife her
nah i’m just gon’ f*ck
got the codiene on me n*gga put it in the double cup (yeah)
i heard your song it’s so trash, why you rapping about 2 cups
hit em up n*gga like my middle name is tupac
even if i had 2 d*cks boy, i wouldn’t give two f*cks (at all)
yeah, huh
yeah, uh
yeah
pull up with a gun ask the p*ssy n*gga
“yeah, wassup” (sup?)
i’m h*lla rich
you n*ggas broke (broke)
i f*cked your b*tch
you n*ggas nothing but some jokes (jokes)
i heard that song you made
was it meant for me?
i saw that post you made
was it meant for me?
see i don’t f*ck with all that
internet beef
my n*gga i will see you outside (for real)
better be careful when you coming to the east (east)
better beware you don’t run into the beast (beast)
cause as soon as he see you
my n*gga there’s gone be a feast (feast)
pain and hurt, it’s all the same but
the real problem is you n*ggas
say ya’ll want beef but ya’ll can’t handle the steak sauce
it’s the same beef that’ll put you in the graveyard
leave a n*gga dead like we talking about nate dog
your girl is a b*tch and i call her my mate dog (oof)
but we can’t interbreed she’s a b*tch i’m a lion (for real)
my girl is a lioness (she roar)
so, you n*ggas know i’m not lying (yeah, yeah, uh, so you know i’m not lying)
i’m bout to freestyle on the rest of this beat (off the top)
i’m the best, imma f*ck on his b*tch
like for real, i’m the best, like f*ck how they feel
imma slap a n*gga with the stick, like my name is will smith (will smith)
i’m going off the top, i kick this sh*t like karate or judo
these n*ggas talking bout me, till i f*cking pull up in a two*door
with your hoe on my lap
i pull up on the scene with a pole
all these n*ggas gone run, this sh*t like laps
i ain’t really talking gym class
i pull up on the scene with a gun
i dismiss that n*gga, huh, like a semester 2
you know, how they don’t do work at school (yeah, like, we deadass don’t do work at school)
yeah, okay
listen, yeah, uh
i got the heat, no oven (uh)
i got the heat, no oven (uh)
all these n*ggas, keep talking (talk)
pull up on the scene with a gun and i’m bucking (bucking)
put that n*gga down, right in his grave (grave)
yeah, like i said, we gon’ put him in his grave
cause why?
i’m a nike stepper (for real, yeah)
i’m a nike stepper
n*ggas talking about me cause i’m hot
just like a pepper (pepper)
all these n*ggas broke and sh*t
they playing peppa pig
i pull up on the scene
with a f*cking gun, i blitz (for real)
i put a bullet in his chest
like i said, i’m legit
now i ain’t capping when i say this sh*t
now listen and listen clearly
i am the best
f*ck all the rest
pull up on the scene with a gun and a tec
shoot a f*ck n*gga, put a bullet in his neck
imma f*ck on his thot, i’m gonna go grab her br**sts
yeah, imma grab on her br**sts
she gone uh…
she gone uh…
she gone ride me
just like a pony
while you laying in your bed n*gga you lonely
talking bout me saying that i f*cking owe you (boy)
you a broke ass n*gga, how the f*ck you got 20k?
you b*tch ass n*gga (that’s cap)
i’m getting better and better at this rapping (for real)
all these n*ggas keep on capping
all these n*ggas ain’t even rapping
all these n*ggas they just talk and talk saying the same thing in one song
like what is you on bruh?
what is you on bruh?
i put you on bruh
imma f*ck your mom bruh
put my d*ck up in her f*cking jaws bruh
like i said, i’m the best with this sh*t
it’s kay jay from dior ll to these b*tches (yeah)
(peace to all my friends)
yeah
yeah
uh
yeah

- kay jay the quiet_kidd

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