Kida Kudz ● On Sight

[Intro]
Bad
Trigger
Trigger

[Refrain]
Ginger
That Coke bottle body, girl
But skin mirinda
I was posted up in di balcony bitter
Her name na Linda (Linda)
And I'm lion like I'm Simba (Simba)
And that's my girlie, better...⇣ More

[Intro]
Bad
Trigger
Trigger

[Refrain]
Ginger
That Coke bottle body, girl
But skin mirinda
I was posted up in di balcony bitter
Her name na Linda (Linda)
And I'm lion like I'm Simba (Simba)
And that's my girlie, better lean back (Lean back)
4L thing, never leave her
She wan' make, I knack am on sofa
Di thing I'm smokin', don dey make me go far
I go foreign, but l'm always local
Dis bad B, she from Minnesota
Still on fire, boy better know that
Still gettin' money off all my throwbacks
Dem man trash, they can never come back
They wan' fight, but they never throw jabs

[Verse]
Fully chargеd on ninety-nine
Still I'm on the hypе
Who wanna high tonight?
This pack is dynamite
I wanna dance tonight
And party hard tonight
It's nonstop tonight
Rollin' all night
Makin' money all night
You know it's an all-night thing
I'm gonna call my G's
Cah dis mad man no wan run my P's
You know how we rock, you can't step on my thing
And my word is bond, don't be sellin' me dreams
I'm gonna go mine
I'm gonna roll mine
But I go no light, yeah

[Chorus]

On sight, on sight
Too many wan' fight
I just wanna drink and have a good time
Don't bring a shank to ibon fight
Think I'm lackin', must be a dumb guy
On sight, on sight
Too many, too many wan' fight
I just wanna drink and have a good time
Don't bring a shank to ibon fight
Think I'm lackin', must be a dumb guy

[Refrain]
Ginger
That Coke bottle body, girl
But skin mirinda
I was posted up in di balcony bitter
Her name na Linda (Linda)
And I'm lion like I'm Simba (Simba)
And that's my girlie, better lean back (Lean back)
4L thing, never leave her
She wan' make, I knack am on sofa
Di thing I'm smokin', don dey make me go far
I go foreign, but l'm always local
Dis bad B, she from Minnesota




[Outro]
Still on fire, boy better know that
Still gettin' money off all my throwbacks
Dem man trash, they can never come back
They wan' fight, but they never throw jabs
Bad

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