Music: Alicai Harley/Mack/Michel Flygare/Tobias Jimson
We don't want you
We don't like you
If we see you
We gon' fight you
If you come here
We gon' show you
We got blickies
We got soldiers
No intruders
No imposters
No policemen
Only customers
We got coca
We got smoke, yeah
We got crystal
What you want, bruh?
If you with me, middle finger to the sky
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids
If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids
You can hide it
You can make it
If I see it
I'ma take it
Put your hands down
I won't hit you
This a payback
Not a stickup
Pass the watch, yeah
And the bracelet
All your money
There's my interest
Ain't no witness
You won't miss it
'Cause you're a Christian
You'll forgive this
If you with me, middle finger to the sky
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids
If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids
Kids
You ain't looking right
Musta been high
Was tryna get your attention long time
Boys will be boys and girls cry at bedtime
Ain't no matter, I'm tryna tell our kids dem
You the man, bae
You never know that
Childhood sweetheart
And now you're drawback
Yes, we all grew up and chose our own paths
But you still look good, then do a slow dance
If you with me, middle finger to the sky
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids
If you with me, pull the trigger, let 'em fly
We the kids that you wish you ain't heard about
The ones that you don't wanna talk about, kids