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who is u - 392nxrco lyrics

[verse 1: 392nxrco]
i just ran off with a deuce, lil n*gga i’ma flip that
bustin’ glocks if a n*gga wanna chit chat
talkin crazy out your neck, lil n*gga get yo b*tch back
i’m poppin’ oxy while these n*ggas poppin’ tic tacs
mgp in my cup, mix that sh*t with ciroc
get yo b*tch on my crib, she said he beggin for the c*ck
i can never love a b*tch, lil n*gga i love my glock
if a n*gga wanna talk, we gon’ get that n*gga hawked
b*tch i walk ’em down, hawk ‘еm down in designer
h*lla gold on my nеck, lookin like a 49er
i been pourin’ drank while you n*ggas sniffin’ liners
f*cked yo b*tch in the whip, had to hit the recliner (b*tch)

[hook: 392nxrco]
off the drank lil b*tch, yeah i’m swervin’ in the coupe
b*tch i’m pourin’ up that juice
on the gram, flexin’ strips, lil n*gga who is you
we finna strip him for the blues
off the drank lil b*tch, yeah i’m swervin’ in the coupe
b*tch i’m pourin’ up that juice
on the gram, flexin’ strips, lil n*gga who is you
we finna strip him for the blues
[verse 2: $py2fly]
sippin wock, no ciroc, b*tch i’m sippin’ on that juice
lil boy who is you
got this dude talkin down, we finna strip him out his shoes
i can’t f*ck with a thotty cause the b*tch p*ssy loose
put her on a blade, got her hoppin’ out the coupe
tell the b*tch bring it in, need it all, not a few
b*tches actin’ fake, yeah they actin’ brand new
makin h*lla plays, got me droppin’ down the roof
drop the top off the coupe, drivin’ h*lla fast
like i said before, yeah i need a bag
if you ain’t got no money, get to walkin’ fast
i ain’t never f*ck with no broke sorry ass

- 392nxrco lyrics

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