YNG Caleeb, Luhtree - !Kid N' Play! Lyrics

Ay, yuh
Ay, ay
I'm finna slide to the telly wit bae and we finna go off like a drag race
Cop a Coupe and a Porsche for fifty
You know that I'm runnin up dough at a fast pace
Mac making him dance like kid n play
Took like two steps and you know I ain't leave a trace
That boy poppin' them xan's took three to the face
While I'm making a milli like every day
He thought I was cap till I uped the pole
Hit em' once wrapped him up like a tootsie roll
Everyday I go hard like the superbowl
That boy got me laughin he really thought I would fold
That boy got me laughin, that choppa yeah it get to blasting
I got the whole team on my back (Yeah)
And all these niggas I'm still passing
Look, You better hop on yo shit
Cause we on a whole nother level when it come to rappin
None of ya'll niggas trappin' (Me, Tree)
Boy you know I'm on the beat and I'm mufuckin snappin
Up the heat, send you to your doom
Up the thirty, all you hear is boom
Fuck wit the gang you get scooped like a spoon
Now fuck wit the gang we gon' put yo ass next to the moon
Yuh, take that lil nigga to Pluto
He ain't playin' wit me
Cause he know that I'm bringing the breeze like the flu though (Brrr)
Yeah, you know that I'm cold nigga
Gimme a jacket wrap me like a fruit roll
And you thought you was hot (Ha)
That boy must be dumb (Stupid)
That choppa gon' bust like some cum
Wait, wait
Wait a minute, wait a minute
I mean-I meant to say drum
Ha, yeah
Like a sergeant I told him to move it (Get back)
I feel like a cop, Imma shoot it (Uh)
If you think that you tough then prove it
That boy was a bluff and he knew it
You a bluff, you a mufuckin bitch
You a mufuckin hoe
I'm wit the gang and we tryna get rich
And you already know, I gotta stack up my money like mufuckin Mitch
Yeah you know how it go, yeah you know how it is
Pop a thot just like some mufuckin soda and watch how that mufuckin fizz
Wait, that's a whole nother' song
It is called Issues, you know I'm gon' pop you
Yeah I bet I won't miss you
You know Imma hop on my shit when I'm poppin my shit
I gotta mufuckin go now, I can send you a mufuckin hoe now
Wit that 40' I mufuckin blow now, I can aim at your mufuckin toe now
I can aim at your mufuckin bro now, I can aim for a whole nother' flow now
You know I change that bih up (Yeah)
I got yo bitch suckin' dick just to be in my presence, you know what is up
I'm a big dog you pup (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, and I got you lil niggas stuck
Back up don't talk cause I'm tryna get up
We rackin and stackin, we getting them buck
Like what is a L, all I get is them dubs
That boy can act tough but he really a tweeter
They lovin' my style, they touching my sneakers
I'm going crazy I'm gon' be a leader
Switch up the flow like he switched he a cheater
I could do this all day laying down or on feet
Go dumb any way and I don't need a beat
They know it's Caleeb that boy that's up in Oxnard
Dropping these hits, he gon' be a rockstar
Gon' hop out the whip wit his license, no need for a person to stop him
No need for a cop car
I'm already ten seconds into this thing
And I bet you just bopping your head cause it's that hard (How you do that)
Ha, no sweat man, it really ain't that hard
Been grinding for months and I've gotten like that far
Alright, let's go back to the chorus man
Alright
I'm finna slide to the telly wit bae and we finna go off like a drag race
Cop a Coupe and a Porsche for fifty you
You know that I'm runnin up dough at a fast pace
Mac making him dance like kid n play
Took like two steps and you know I ain't leave a trace
That boy poppin' them xan's took three to the face
While I'm making a milli like every day
He thought I was cap till I uped the pole
Hit em' once wrapped him up like a tootsie roll
Everyday I go hard like the superbowl
That boy got me laughin he really thought I would fold

Ay, yuh
Ay, ay
I'm finna slide to the telly wit bae and we finna go off like a drag race
Cop a Coupe and a Porsche for fifty
You know that I'm runnin up dough at a fast pace
Mac making him dance like kid n play
Took like two steps and you know I ain't leave a trace
That boy poppin' them xan's took three to the face
While I'm making a milli like every day
He thought I was cap till I uped the pole
Hit em' once wrapped him up like a tootsie roll
Everyday I go hard like the superbowl
That boy got me laughin he really thought I would fold
That boy got me laughin, that choppa yeah it get to blasting
I got the whole team on my back (Yeah)
And all these niggas I'm still passing
Look, You better hop on yo shit
Cause we on a whole nother level when it come to rappin
None of ya'll niggas trappin' (Me, Tree)
Boy you know I'm on the beat and I'm mufuckin snappin
Up the heat, send you to your doom
Up the thirty, all you hear is boom
Fuck wit the gang you get scooped like a spoon
Now fuck wit the gang we gon' put yo ass next to the moon
Yuh, take that lil nigga to Pluto
He ain't playin' wit me
Cause he know that I'm bringing the breeze like the flu though (Brrr)
Yeah, you know that I'm cold nigga
Gimme a jacket wrap me like a fruit roll
And you thought you was hot (Ha)
That boy must be dumb (Stupid)
That choppa gon' bust like some cum
Wait, wait
Wait a minute, wait a minute
I mean-I meant to say drum
Ha, yeah
Like a sergeant I told him to move it (Get back)
I feel like a cop, Imma shoot it (Uh)
If you think that you tough then prove it
That boy was a bluff and he knew it
You a bluff, you a mufuckin bitch
You a mufuckin hoe
I'm wit the gang and we tryna get rich
And you already know, I gotta stack up my money like mufuckin Mitch
Yeah you know how it go, yeah you know how it is
Pop a thot just like some mufuckin soda and watch how that mufuckin fizz
Wait, that's a whole nother' song
It is called Issues, you know I'm gon' pop you
Yeah I bet I won't miss you
You know Imma hop on my shit when I'm poppin my shit
I gotta mufuckin go now, I can send you a mufuckin hoe now
Wit that 40' I mufuckin blow now, I can aim at your mufuckin toe now
I can aim at your mufuckin bro now, I can aim for a whole nother' flow now
You know I change that bih up (Yeah)
I got yo bitch suckin' dick just to be in my presence, you know what is up
I'm a big dog you pup (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, and I got you lil niggas stuck
Back up don't talk cause I'm tryna get up
We rackin and stackin, we getting them buck
Like what is a L, all I get is them dubs
That boy can act tough but he really a tweeter
They lovin' my style, they touching my sneakers
I'm going crazy I'm gon' be a leader
Switch up the flow like he switched he a cheater
I could do this all day laying down or on feet
Go dumb any way and I don't need a beat
They know it's Caleeb that boy that's up in Oxnard
Dropping these hits, he gon' be a rockstar
Gon' hop out the whip wit his license, no need for a person to stop him
No need for a cop car
I'm already ten seconds into this thing
And I bet you just bopping your head cause it's that hard (How you do that)
Ha, no sweat man, it really ain't that hard
Been grinding for months and I've gotten like that far
Alright, let's go back to the chorus man
Alright
I'm finna slide to the telly wit bae and we finna go off like a drag race
Cop a Coupe and a Porsche for fifty you
You know that I'm runnin up dough at a fast pace
Mac making him dance like kid n play
Took like two steps and you know I ain't leave a trace
That boy poppin' them xan's took three to the face
While I'm making a milli like every day
He thought I was cap till I uped the pole
Hit em' once wrapped him up like a tootsie roll
Everyday I go hard like the superbowl
That boy got me laughin he really thought I would fold