Video Gloves Y Dracs Black Af1s de Baby Kia 2025 Rap Lyrics

Baby Kia - Gloves Y Dracs Black Af1s Lyrics

(Caught em late night)
(Okay, aight)
(Run up on em, aight)
(Caught em late night)
Aight

Run up on em late night, gloves and drac's
We following em home for the BP
Get outside of his whip, I can't let em have it
I turn this lil' bitch to a two speed
They don't know if I killed them or if I was the driver, but I did both, I switched seat
That's a one-man drill, but I smacked like three, had to hop out with two feet

Yeah, I hop out with two feet
By myself, put a opp in a loose leaf
Word in the town, niggas said that I can't come around
If it's smoke, tell the boy come shoot me
Pull up SRT, 90 down the street, bet it'll get wet like Uzi
Had to hop off, park outside cause [?]
For the stick, get wild
We don't shoot the house, last time it hit at the neighbors

Yeah, we spin out this cracker, but this not a regular '392, ' this a shaker
Fuck a PS5, won't get no [?] when that shit come through your blinds
I ride with 30's, he trip, I murk him
I jump out to grab him, I put it on God
Big switch for [?], get a cut, grab his shirt
Take a look at his seal
No, I can't get off my business
Ain't doing no playing, just catch me a murder and dip

We all in the bed, kissing and laying with this 30'
Bitch, I put dick on the lips
She give me more when I run in the spot
I took everything, somebody give him a beer
He stressing
Know we need it, told em how it's slimy season
We taking everything from shoes to watches, know we need it
Nigga, know that it OD's on every drill
Reload the stick: Overheated

Mini micro draco, tapping cherry bone, shoot through that hole for peeking

I say, line it up, come outside, get you a fair one
Told them stand at one end of the street, made the last shooter be the best one
Slidin' in the tank, I told my opp he dumb as fuck when he bought a Tesla
Fooly stick, flipped that electric piece of shit, wait till I catch him

BK

Broad day when we come through, but they scared to spin
White boy on the roof, I'm payin' this cracker to do his job
You step in his yard, you get shot in the tooth
Hell yeah, that cracker got aim, I told you, lil twin don't play no game
Come on with your draco, you switchin' your Glock
I bet that this white boy here tap ya brain

Got a big 10 million just for a clown, he ran up and I let him down
Heard his partner talking up the street
Tryin' to save him, but 30 made him turn around another tree
Trying to save him, but 30 made him turn around
It's too late, tryin' to save us? Too late, you go
Trying to save you, bro, it's too late

Camouflage in the club with a big drake
Catch em lackin', I'm trolling, I'm swinging the stick, but I'm yelling out: Get faced!
Catch em lackin', we trolling the opps
He tried to take off, a hole in his socks
Treat a opp like a new pair of shoes
Pull up with that ten, jump out, I put em both in the box

I forgot to brush my teeth, but I grabbed that Glock, might die leaving
Last nigga ran up on BK, can't move no more, quadriplegic, dickhead
You don't even know what that mean, just sit back and look it up real quick
Hahaha, aight? Ready? Aight

When I jump out the cut with this big-ass drac, I bet you ain't nowhere to run to
Heard he out on a date loafin' with this bitch, jump out, I hit this stick out her front tooth
He was laughing when bro died, but I ain't crack a smile when I came out the sunroof
Catch him lackin', tryin' pop the trunk, I'ma pop him and ask: Oh, your gun ain't on you?

Hey, man, say, man, not my fault, man, nigga got caught down bad, fye not in his pants
Nigga leave his gun in the trunk, you get slumped
Hey, man, nigga got smoked like some reefer, wouldn't wanna be ya
Aight