lirik lagu hitkidd – set the tone part 2
[intro: alzea]
a~l~e~z~a (hitkidd, what it do, man?)
[verse 1: aleza]
know i’m the sh~t, you smell this aroma on me when i walk (that’s that gas)
now i’m that b~tch, you hear it in me clearly when i talk (i’m that b~tch)
i got him freaky, n~gga tweakin’, geekin’ in them drawers (i got him freaky)
i love these n~ggas, f~ck a pick ’cause i go with ’em all (go with ’em all)
you shop for cheap, when we go out, b~tch, we gon’ buy the mall (buy it all)
i wear these hoops inside my ear ’cause i was born to ball (born to ball)
i put on red bottoms to feel myself, they made me tall (made my tall)
he want my heart or want some money, then the answer, “nah”
[verse 2: gloss up]
okay, we blew up on b~tches, don’t need to pit ’em in
they know who it is, don’t gotta knock, ’cause they gon’ let us in
stylin’ when i step, catch a breath, let it sink in
we f~ck and he don’t pull out, uh, he let it sink in
when the money good, yeah, you do just what you wanna
i know these b~tches, aw sh~t, they got corona
since you n~ggas dogs, well, lil’ n~gga, i’m the owner
if i run across your n~gga, b~tch, consider him a goner
[verse 3: glorilla]
b~tches talkin’ out they neck, i pop my motherf~ckin’ collar
anytime i get a new n~gga, i gain a couple stalkers
ayy, i’m fine as h~ll, i’m havin’ sh~t, he call this sh~t exotic
well, i’m all american, baby, but i’m mixed with a lil’ toxic
love a n~gga that don’t play that sh~t, come put me in my place
talkin’ ’bout put it in the camp, the n~gga put it in your face
said he know this p~ssy fat, well, bae, i’m sorry for the weight
i know we said we set the tone, but sh~t, we made a f~ckin’ way
[verse 4: slimeroni]
lil’ n~gga blew his chance with me, so now he forced to f~ck another b~tch
i let these b~tches talk ’cause i’ma catch ’em on some other sh~t
he heard that i’m a rapper, wanna l!ck me like a sucker, sh~t
we on the track again ’cause we the ones who really runnin’ sh~t
i been had the sauce, my life is great, these hoes be mackin’ on me
think that sh~t is sweet the perfect way to catch you lackin’, homie
i’m a life, i ain’t your wife, man, what you thought? it ain’t no matrimony
sayin’ that he needs me, but he really misses macaroni
[verse 5: k carbon]
stop bein’ stupid, you know i’ll never love you
he keep spendin’ all the cash he want, but i’ll never f~ck him
b~tches keep talkin’ that tough sh~t thinkin’ i’ll never touch ’em
i’ma pop out with that— knock her ass up out them bundles
i’ma get these b~tches gone if i feel like they got tension
every time my name come up, i’m in these lil’ broke b~tches’ mentions
and these broke~ass bum hoes can’t compare to how i’m livin’
i’ma high speed in this scat’, ho, you hear that f~ckin’ engine
[outro: k carbon]
f~ck you motherf~ckers, man, y’all know what the f~ck goin’ on
it’s set the tone 2, b~tch
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