Middle Child

Album: TrapStar Turnt PopStar (2019)
Charted: 91
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    Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
    By the age of thirteen, bitch, I was young and wild
    Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
    Got nowhere to stay, bitch I'm runnin' in your fuckin' house (bitch)
    With them 30's out (yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
    Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (lurking out)
    Baby I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (percy now)
    Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down

    So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
    Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
    Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30's now (30's now)
    Hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (hey)

    Pussy nigga always talkin', why the fuck these niggas talkin'?
    I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
    Huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out, we gon' burn him down (burn him down)
    Run him down, 30 rounds, sending rounds (buck, buck, buck)
    Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke
    Roll up dead niggas when I smoke
    Babies, she put it all in her throat
    She suck my dick while I'm floatin' the Ghost
    New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (ice)
    These niggas is hoes, I keep me a pole
    I swear these new bitches be doing the most
    Slimin' like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (slatt)
    You know I came from the mud with this (mud)
    They never showed me no love with this (yeah)
    I had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner
    Was selling them drugs and shit (drugs)
    They used to be on some other shit (uh)
    Now they see me coming up and shit (uh)
    I tell them leeches to suck a dick (uh)
    Nowadays they see me dubbin' shit

    Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
    By the age of thirteen, bitch, I was young and wild
    Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
    Got nowhere to stay, bitch I'm runnin' in your fuckin' house (bitch)
    With them 30's out (yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
    Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (lurking out)
    Baby I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (percy now)
    Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down

    So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
    Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
    Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30's now (30's now)
    Hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (hey) Writer/s: Christian Ho, Jahseh Onfroy, Rakim Allen
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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