PnB Rock, XXXTENTACION - MIDDLE CHILD lyrics
Rakim Hasheem Allen
[PnB Rock, XXXTENTACION - MIDDLE CHILD lyrics]
Ooh-oh-oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Mama had five boys
Me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, 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 'em 30s out
(Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city, that's
Where I'm lurking out
(Lurking out)
Baby I'm high as shit I'm off a Perky now
(Perky 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, now I'm talkin' 'bout no
Pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now
(30s now)
Hey 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now
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 an opp better bounce and
We go burn him down
(Burn him down)
Burn it down, 30 rounds, 30 rounds
Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke
Roll up, dead niggas when I smoke
Bad bitch, she put it all in her throat
She suck my dick while I fuck with a Ghost
New buss down yeah my wrist is on froze
These niggas is hoes I keep me a pole
I swear these new bitches be doin' the most
Slimy like I'm drippin' snot from my nose
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
They never showed me no love with this
(No love)
I had to jug and finesse
Was just standing on corner
Was selling them drugs and shit
(Drugs)
They used to be on some other shit
Know they see me coming opposite
I tell them leeches to suck a dick
Nowadays they see be doggin' shit
Mama had five boys
Me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, 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 'em 30s out
(Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city, that's
Where I'm lurking out
(Lurking out)
Baby I'm high as shit I'm off a Perky now
(Perky 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, now I'm talkin' 'bout no
Pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now
(30s now)
Hey 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now
Yeah yeah yeah
Mama had five boys
Me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, 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 'em 30s out
(Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city, that's
Where I'm lurking out
(Lurking out)
Baby I'm high as shit I'm off a Perky now
(Perky 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, now I'm talkin' 'bout no
Pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now
(30s now)
Hey 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now
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 an opp better bounce and
We go burn him down
(Burn him down)
Burn it down, 30 rounds, 30 rounds
Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke
Roll up, dead niggas when I smoke
Bad bitch, she put it all in her throat
She suck my dick while I fuck with a Ghost
New buss down yeah my wrist is on froze
These niggas is hoes I keep me a pole
I swear these new bitches be doin' the most
Slimy like I'm drippin' snot from my nose
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
They never showed me no love with this
(No love)
I had to jug and finesse
Was just standing on corner
Was selling them drugs and shit
(Drugs)
They used to be on some other shit
Know they see me coming opposite
I tell them leeches to suck a dick
Nowadays they see be doggin' shit
Mama had five boys
Me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, 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 'em 30s out
(Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city, that's
Where I'm lurking out
(Lurking out)
Baby I'm high as shit I'm off a Perky now
(Perky 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, now I'm talkin' 'bout no
Pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now
(30s now)
Hey 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now
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