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dodgers noredsox [prod.tinyonnatrack] - 9lokknine lyrics

[intro]
i been tryna keep my cool
you can never go around (?) n*gga, so i went the right
cuz i’m right*side n*gga
blatt
ay, i switch to blatt sum
2020 i had a lil (?), put it on my (?)
they said i’m missing sum
what it is, what it is with em?

[chorus]
tryna dodge them bullets like the dodgers need some red sox
i’ve been out here wildin since a toddler my lil head hot
got 50 on the semi told the p*ssy view this lead, guy
hot hot
i’m tryna burn a n*gga like a crock*pot
i ain’t get the picture ’cause apparently i’m cropped out
fell victim to the system ’cause that 30 love to poke out
we gon keep this confidential what’s on yo mental, lil bruh show it now
i’m tryna еrase a n*gga like a pencil ‘causе he home now

[verse 1]
them n*ggas only f*ckin’ with you nine ’cause you turned up a notch
n*ggas tryna dive i wanna dive and view just what he ’bout
i ain’t gon run my mouth but it’s a drought, please help, get him out
lil chichi run the south like close yo mouth boy he gon air em out
hop scotch
one hop, two hop, hot glocks and more
i say if a n*gga play shoot four five six seven get low
eight n*ggas shot because nine done let it go
i was surfin on my own don’t need a clique lil b*tch i’m grown
i was told that sticks and stones’ll break yo bones and send you home (come here)
got locked up with my posse i ain’t fold it’s to the do’
he ‘ like he bout it ain’t bout action it’s a show
ain’t never passed math ’cause ion know what’s a ratio
if i up this b*tch i’m squeezing at yo mami ’cause she home
i could’ve k!lled the b*tch when she first opened up the door
if you thought about them bullets how they spark and hit the floor
burned up out that b*tch and make a p*ssy switch his home
[chorus]
tryna dodge them bullets like the dodgers need some red sox
i’ve been out here wildin since a toddler my lil head hot
got 50 on the semi told the p*ssy view this lead, guy
hot hot
i’m tryna burn a n*gga like a crock*pot
i ain’t get the picture ’cause apparently i’m cropped out
fell victim to the system ’cause that 30 love to poke out
we gon keep this confidential what’s on yo mental, lil bruh show it now
i’m tryna erase a n*gga like a pencil ’cause he home now

[outro]
come on, man, today (captain)
november 24, 2017 (they don’t wanna count me in)
(psycho behind that pistol)
(they don’t wanna see a young n*gga win, know what i’m saying)
i got* i’m at these n*ggas neck
ayy, f*ck all you n*ggas man
(this sh*t gettin money)
know what i’m saying, this a step up, from here
(he a p*ssy (?))
i’m standing on it, 10 toes behind it, all that

- 9lokknine lyrics

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