JIM OUMA – Kids lyrics
(ft. Dear Sara, Alicaì Harley)


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 ya
We got crystal
What U want bruh

If U with me middle finger to the sky
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids
If U with me pull the trigger let ’em fly
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids

U can hide it
U can make it
If I see it
I’mma take it
Put ya hands down
I won’t hit ya
This a payback
Not a stick up
Pass the watch yeah
And the bracelet
All your money
There’s my interest
Ain’t no witness
You won’t miss it
Oh you a christian?
You’ll forgive this

If U with me middle finger to the sky
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids
If U with me pull the trigger let ’em fly
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids

M8
You weren’t looking right
Musta been high
Was tryna get your attention long time
Boys will be boys
and girls cry at bedtime
Ain’t the motto I’m tryna tell my kids them
You the man bae
You never know that?
Childhood sweetheart in a you throw backs
Guess we all grew up and choose our own paths
But you still look good
Beg you a slow dance

If U with me middle finger to the sky
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids
If U with me pull the trigger let ’em fly
We the kids that U wish U ain’t heard about
The ones that you don’t wanna talk about
Kids