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warning - abmecho lyrics

[intro: gkb sunny]
on my f*ckin mode
bbe sh*t
free the guys

[verse 1: gkb sunny]
up on whoever
pray to the devil
glock on whatever
gettin to this money, ain’t sh*t funny
f*ckin you b*tch, she like how i’m bummin (haha)
first n*gga play, he get turnt to a mummy
i’m on bullsh*t, ain’t talkin bout no dummy
f*ckin yo b*tch, my d*ck in her stomach

[verse 2: abmecho]
come out that line, goin pop that boy’s onion
trigger*finger happy, i ain’t goin for nun
lovin no b*tch, i can’t trust nothin
ony be around when they needed something
never around, trappin on sundays
got my way up, now look how i’m coming
serve anything, that crack i be pumpin
how i guarantee you ain’t want for nun?
like forest gump, b*tch came out runnin
[verse 3: mezz]
yeah, its a whole lotta dat (set)
get on that car
ain’t tryna wolf, where the f*ck n*ggas at
dissin the low, i’m goin creep up on that
real life hits, won’t sеnd no threats
opp neck
aye twin
don’t show mе yo hand
aye bruh made a f*ck*n*gga twitch on the ground

[verse 4: gkb sunny]
f*ck*n*gga die come let up a round
n*gga you a rat, can’t even come around
glock hold 30, it got h*lla rounds
pull down the block, we goin gun yza down
free all the guys who didn’t make a sound
bbe, we the talk of the town

[verse 5: abmecho]
f*ck the other side, they could never get down

[verse 5: mezz]
tryna get rich like
nd tryna leave that boy dead
step through the trench
aye twin shoot sh*t like vet
don’t make me have to call up ech

- abmecho lyrics

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