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dirtyboy - 870glizzy lyrics

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posted in that dirty, demon boy straight out the sticks
every* everything i do there’s always someone on my d*ck
see me* see me on your tv b*tch i’m not comethazine
i just finessed the game, built me a platform made the hate work for me

know that they hate for to see me succeed
these n*ggas really think that they really know me
tryna say i’m a him and him wanna be
when a n*gga really tryna do his own thing

leavin’ comments just tryna be seen b*tch
you could really die what’s your life really mеan
meaningless you don’t desеrve for to breathe
bow down to me n*gga get on your knees
b*tch i’m a g
ain’t no g in l*o*v*e so i cannot do that
money come first b*tch why you trippin’
girl i thought you knew that
never chase a fee let a b*tch chase me

everything i ever got bet i got it cause of me
if you see me with a ho then a b*tch bring money
pimpin be the game and i got it goin’ dummy

okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
get it cheddar finessed the game
runnin’ up* runnin’ up numbers mane
busy fillin’ up my plate
i don’t got time for to worry bout others mane
always been a hunnid i remain that way
i ain’t never had to go change for change
posted in that dirty, demon boy straight out the sticks
every* everything i do there’s always someone on my d*ck
see me* see me on your tv b*tch i’m not comethazine
i just finessed the game, built me a platform made the hate work for me

know that they hate for to see me succeed
these n*ggas really think that they really know me
tryna say i’m a him and him wanna be
when a n*gga really tryna do his own thing

leavin’ comments just tryna be seen b*tch
you could really die what’s your life really mean
meaningless you don’t deserve for to breathe
bow down to me n*gga get on your knees

bow down when you in the presence of kings
you ain’t never met another n*gga like me
whole lotta ape sh*t when i walk in this b*tch
ain’t nothin’ but my k!llers and my apes in this b*tch

zip a n*gga up, put a bape on the b*tch
body bag when a n*gga finna leave in
time out, opps tryna go take ten
spin the block, reload the clip, spin again

hot glock, gotta go scr*pe off the vin
my k!ller fresh out the pen tryna sin
i’m seein’ blood smell the death in the wind
headshot when i scope a n*gga through the lens
making these bands but i’m tryna make mills
labels they mad cause i wouldn’t sign deals
n*ggas wanna beef cause i wouldn’t do feats
catch a hollow to the t**th tell me how that feels

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