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mxving - 83hades lyrics

[intro]
83
glocky, she gon’ top me ’til it’s boring
f*cked her last night, leave in the morning
i see what you cannot see, she be whoring
i’m gassed up like a n*z* when i’m touring
it’s back up with this chopper, knock your organs
she want it hard, toby

[verse 1]
your boy tried to take my sh*t i wouldn’t budge
i wasn’t thinkin’ ’bout the bustdown i’m a plug
i had to cop the badder shorty, that’s a must
s*slide down shooting sh*t, give no f*cks
you was hot just for a second, you a buzz
i be ballin’ devin booker in the club
shorty hit my phone i might just d*ck her in the b*tt
i been on my own and sh*t be hard i’m not gon’ stunt
need to catch my hands no no one wanna front
keepin’ track of all these thots so hard it exhausts me
doin’ mad shows all these b*tches f*ckin’ want me
even if i wasn’t rappin’ i’d still be out stunting
rеachin’ down my pants that’s a no, my pole is on me
i’ve been sippin’ dirty fillin’ my cup up with laundry
kami, not sorry, i’m barring
[chorus]
glocky, shе gon’ top me ’til it’s boring
f*cked her last night, leave in the morning
i see what you cannot see, she be whoring
i’m gassed up like a n*z* when i’m touring
it’s back up with this chopper, knock your organs

[verse 2]
got my stacks up, don’t act tough, we act up
i been sayin’ curses that match with her bad luck
this her first time, she never been with a rapper
spendin’ at the mall we hittin’ pierre louis after
same with korusai he be all up in the rafters
thirty van fleet with the gl!ck, i’m a raptor
[?]
coolin’ with your shawty yeah i’m really in her mouth bruh
f*ck this fake love we be fallin’ in and out of
waitin’ for me to fall
if he wanna play around i’mma knock his roof off
green dot on his nose he a sick rudolph
when i pull up in suburban it’s a f*ckin’ shootoff
rocket send him up to sp*ce make that boy moonwalk
rollin’ up a game blue fill it up with moon rock

said some sh*t but i ain’t mean it
with my b*tch she european
whippin’ how we double teamin’
had to [?] the jag cus i’m knowin’ that he fiendin’
these boys be scared of p*ssy out here claimin’ that they squeamish
wet em with no puddle really think i used the sink b*tch
when i’m in new york i be posted up with heelflip
test one of my boys i’mma k!ll him on some real sh*t
lil tecca, got my tec tucked
we get into this sh*t hoe better vest up
we already know you f*ckin’ did it better fess up
creep on him with that f*ckin’ stick til he stand up
deep in her p*ssy and i got her f*ckin’ hands cuffed
f*ck all of the pleas man i know that they cannot stand us
the only thing you shootin’ is a motherf*ckin’ camera
people wonder what’s my next move i’m outlandish

- 83hades lyrics

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