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KINFOLK Video (MV)




Performed By: Omni !
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Oscar Rueda




Omni ! - KINFOLK Lyrics




You know I pull up with my kinfolk
Been choking these rappers out since a kid, hoe
Been low key for the past couple years
Dough stacked up for those videos and them tempos
Skin gold
Diploma framed on the wall
Momma grin for it
Got a pen so cracked
And a bitch so thick
F*ck the in vogue shit
I'm different

Kicked 'em in the shins
Then once he hit the ground
Had to kick 'em in the chin
For all that talking down on me
If the police stop and frisk me
They'll find a pound on me
Top down on the 1958 Chevrolet
Where I see myself in 5 years from now, homie
Cruising by my lake house
Great spouse
Went to town on the upside-down cake
Was about to take her down on the
Silver silk sheets when them
Gunshots sounds woke me up from my slumber

Never even wanted to be grown ups
Crumbling the flower then we roll up
Blow smoke in they face I give no f*cks
Oh, oh
Never know who walking 'round pistol tucked
Blood soaking in the fabric that make your chucks
Figured out the game
No one told us
No one told us

You know I pull up with my kinfolk
Been choking these rappers out since a kid, hoe
Been low key for the past couple years
Dough stacked up for those videos and them tempos
Skin gold
Diploma framed on the wall
Momma grin for it
Got a pen so cracked
And a bitch so thick
F*ck the in vogue shit
I'm different
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You know I pull up with my kinfolk
Been choking these rappers out since a kid, hoe
Been low key for the past couple years
Dough stacked up for those videos and them tempos
Skin gold
Diploma framed on the wall
Momma grin for it
Got a pen so cracked
And a bitch so thick
F*ck the in vogue shit
I'm different

Kicked 'em in the shins
Then once he hit the ground
Had to kick 'em in the chin
For all that talking down on me
If the police stop and frisk me
They'll find a pound on me
Top down on the 1958 Chevrolet
Where I see myself in 5 years from now, homie
Cruising by my lake house
Great spouse
Went to town on the upside-down cake
Was about to take her down on the
Silver silk sheets when them
Gunshots sounds woke me up from my slumber

Never even wanted to be grown ups
Crumbling the flower then we roll up
Blow smoke in they face I give no f*cks
Oh, oh
Never know who walking 'round pistol tucked
Blood soaking in the fabric that make your chucks
Figured out the game
No one told us
No one told us

You know I pull up with my kinfolk
Been choking these rappers out since a kid, hoe
Been low key for the past couple years
Dough stacked up for those videos and them tempos
Skin gold
Diploma framed on the wall
Momma grin for it
Got a pen so cracked
And a bitch so thick
F*ck the in vogue shit
I'm different
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Writer: Oscar Rueda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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