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#bffr! - 4tr4y lyrics

bans in my pocket can’t pick up my pants
i gotta glock make a n*gga dance
pull out da choppa he put up his hands
why she actin’ like a fan?
she wanna talk i’m not ya f*ckin’ friend
imma pull up wit choppas in a van
hop off a jet i juss landed in france
i bet dat he p*ssy i’ll put up a ban
w*w*walk in da building wit a glock in my hand
i need a check yeah, a hundred bans
he talk on da net but dat n*gga ran
pop dat n*gga like a xan
we bout to do em dirty like a plant
she wanna f*ck shawty what’s da plan
she wanna talk cause she know i’m da man
he talking tuff we gon pop on his mans
hop in da car skrt off inna benz
get to da bread, only cause i can
i do what i want, do you understand?
i gotta glock betta duck don’t stand
i keep a glock on da nightstand
he wanna test i’m da right man
im uppin’ da glock he think we fightin’
i get da bag yeah i’m chasin’ da guap
dat b*tch for the team i ain’t cuffin’ no thot
shе wanna f*ck but she suck it a lot
imma pull up wit a glock in a box
dat n*gga smoochie he cuffin’ da bops
you juss drop an album da b*tch rеally flopped?
he talkin’ tuff we got shoot at his pops
i get to the bag juss give me my props
he try to run dat n*gga get flocked
and i hop inna coupe skrt off wit no top
get to da bag yeah i run it up
they juss be talkin’ juss shut the f*ck up
imma pull up wit a lot inna glock
she wanna pull up juss suck onna c*ck
hop out wit da chop and dat b*tch gotta stock
slide down wit a glock and dis g ain’t gon lock
diamonds on me stay frozen
went to the mall yeah i ball like derozan
got glock tucked but dat b*tch keep pokin’
ridin’ around in dat car and it stolen
b*tch give me brain like she went to rowan
they really mad cause i’m 4 throwin’
she want me to slide you know i ain’t going
put a glock to ya head like it’s a sew in
hit from the back got her ass growin’
she wanna f*ck got her ass showin’
put my ice in da air got my wrist snowin’
i’m f*ckin’ ya b*tch, yeah you ain’t knowin’
she textin my phone why dat b*tch annoyin’
i up da chop n*ggas know i’m scorin’
i up da glock got dat b*tch roarin’
city to city you know dat we tourin'(bow,blit)

- 4tr4y lyrics

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