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show n tell - kid fob lyrics

[chorus]
me and my brodie in the left lane
doing 100, ducking 12
remember i was down bad by myself
you ain’t repent for stealing that wide body cat
you going straight to h*ll
chrome heart chains hang off my belt
i know this drip gon’ show and tell
out in public, i’m not alone
but deep down i’m by myself
i’m from boston, feel like richey
man i swear i need some help
n*gga cap, saying he riding ’round with a stick
you ain’t even riding ’round with no glock
don’t even got to go on drills
i just express myself on aux

[verse]
like veeze, this ain’t no drill
i swear i’m going straight up to the top
these n*ggas don’t know how i come in the booth
i’m coming in right off the top
uh uh
yеah i’m coming in right off the top
this sh*t go up and up
you know i can’t even stop
yеah this sh*t go dumb and dumb
how she give me all that head
losing cells call ems (emergency)
i done told lil shorty kick rocks
she done spilled wock up on the bed
me and my double cup the best of friends
if my mans kavon, he on the court
i’m coming off the bench
your bro became a fake teammate
won’t pass the ball, he can’t assist
cause i could shoot my shot against any opp
it’s a swish i can’t miss
my lil baby trying to match my outfit
she on her savage sh*t
recording songs at 3 am
inside the telly, that’s where i stay
that’s where i lay, i’m in my bed
got 3 bad b*tches giving head
d*mn (and they all bad)
but they don’t know the other side
from hitting l!cks and stashing poles
to where i’m performing halfway ‘cross the globe
people listen to my music
and feel it in they soul
[chorus]
me and my brodie in the left lane
doing 100, ducking 12
remember i was down bad by myself
you ain’t repent for stealing that wide body cat
you going straight to h*ll
chrome heart chains hang off my belt
i know this drip gon’ show and tell
out in public, i’m not alone
but deep down i’m by myself
i’m from boston, feel like richey
man i swear i need some help
n*gga cap, saying he riding ’round with a stick
you ain’t even riding ’round with no glock
don’t even got to go on drills
i just express myself on aux

- kid fob lyrics

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