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freestyle - 0fficialtw4n lyrics

tell me it’s up and don’t send me a diss
you send a diss then i’m sending a hit
why would i f*ck with them guys and they b*tches
and i gotta whole lotta ties come and get it
he tried to run halloween he was ricky
hop out the car me and bro got a 50
when he start tripping somehow he went missing
r kelly my opps cause my opps really p*ssy

starting off hooping now im inna feild
if you can’t hear me just clean out ya ears
i’m moving forward i’m watching my rear
you can come to the door if you copping a zip
remember we failed but now i ain’t tripping
boy 2 society n*gga a menace
i start a riot when they get to b*tching
hop out the car with a mac and switchy
turnt to the max tryna f*ck all these hoes
stay on yo grind it’s gone turn into gold
got a few racks but i need me some more
hop out with the givnechy a kiss on the toe
i just f*cked her ain’t kissed her ain’t kissing a hoe
broke up with my last hoe just get me some cho
my new hoe she a stallion she riding the boat
not a bottle the pinky he sniffng some coke

run up a bag and get back in this b*tch
run up a sack get a stack in this b*tch
if you say it’s up then i’m standing on sh*t
me and kapo la bro we be stepping on sh*t
i be repping this sh*t
all my opps they be telling and sh*t
i ain’t linking a b*tch they he setting and sh*t
how you come with a drac smith a wesson and sh*t
i be blocking these hoes i ain’t stressing a b*tch

chasing who boy you kno i ain’t chasinn a b*tch
she was young i ain’t catching no cases and sh*t
ima villain no hero i’m playing a b*tch
got a bank coming in we be chasing the sh*t

bag
i spent 600 on one pair of shoes and a thousand on pants i ain’t care bout the tag
i spent 500 on most of my shirts i barely be flexing but now imma brag
get em
got a few bands tryna touch me a million
he blending in with them boys a chamleaon
and i k!ll fa la bro and i’m talm bout my sister
i be banging my heat it get cold in the winter
i be f*kcing his hoe he be texting he miss her
tripping and talm bout he sorry he did her
while she eat my d*ck up the like it was dinner
i’m grimey the real one

- 0fficialtw4n lyrics

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