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ppp - 24lik & 392 lil head lyrics

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[intro]
(kane, let these n*ggas know what’s up)
24 sh*t

[verse 1: 392 lil head]
young n*gga, but my b*tch thirty
gave shots out the ‘vette before a big30 (f*ck blrrrd)
she wanna f*ck and give me face, well, b*tch, hurry (come on)
you got that clean*ass glock, go get that b*tch dirty
just slammed in your b*tch p*ssy like a ddt
i just got a pit clipped like edd
i just bought three pints, yeah, ppp
just got some food off a punch, not ebt
n*ggas try to ho the wave, then ride it (ham)
sold his ass a glock 43, then robbed him (thanks)

[verse 2: 24lik]
pull up on a n*gga like he jody and i’m rodney (lil’*ass jody)
you blowin’ up your b*tch phone while she steady ride me (lame)
ridin’ with them chopsticks, but we don’t do karate (rrah)
you’ll get your sh*t fapped down, ridin’ on the side, n*gga (doo*doo*doo)
b*tch, i been popped my cousin (grrah)
boy, don’t get k!lled, better stop with all that muggin’ (better stop muggin’)
draggin’ bags through lenox, i can’t shop with all this luggage (d*mn)
b*tch, your n*gga broke, when y’all go shoppin’, it’s a budget (broke*ass n*gga)
when it’s time to up the score, you know i’m quick to get a bucket (doo*doo*doo)
b*tch, my whole team shootin’ like we play for the nuggets (grrah)
your b*tch got some wild cat, she could’ve hooped for kentucky (wild*ass b*tch)
hit his ass from ‘cross the street, guess you could say that i’m lucky (yeah)
never lackin’, i’m on point like your mans on the stand (rat*ass n*gga)
she bent over like she hikin’, finna hit her, three*point stance (oohwee)
shoot a n*gga out his pants like that one dead opp (ooh)
i ain’t never goin’ broke, f*ck i look like, joc? (hah)
[verse 3: 392 lil head]
they want my clothes to be fake ’cause the hate real (course not)
this ain’t no ‘za in this blunt, b*tch, this paid will (woo)
y’all just got a lot of damage, boy, them ain’t k!lls
we them n*ggas pressin’ sh*t like we made pills (facts)
my n*gga sticcs rich as f*ck, but he take still (sticcs)
was thirteen on linwood tryna take wheels (all of that)
walk him down, fap, fap, how that drac’ feel?
my n*gga key bullsh*ttin’, he got eight deals, the f*ck?

[outro: 392 lil head]
boo*boo*boo*boo*boo, that’s boom talkin’
big 24 sh*t, n*gga, y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on
b*tch

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