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biker boyzzz(goonrixh) - al1by lyrics

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(hook)
do not say we chill we is not cool
turn my whole head n*gga just feel like a owl
batman mask up put on my cowl
i do not talk to you n*gga you do not speak my vowels
yo’ b*tch do not like you she dry like a towel
n*gga shut the f*ck up, yeah get off of my d*ck
money the only thing i ever needed and ever wanted
you was being a fiend while i was tryna’ get rich
i was getting money while i was f*ckin’ yo b*tch
they say i look like zero so i went into a ditch
curly ass head n*gga, yes you know i need a pick
glock wit’ a beam yo ass gon’ get hit

(verse one)
move out the way n*gga before you get hit
this k gon’ spray at the whole crowd like a this
she takin’ the d*ck i’m her if she liking it
i ain’t have no percs n*gga so i popped a vicodin
white ass n*gga got dreads look like a viking man
me and my n*ggas we riding bikes and them
you ain’t got racks n*gga you ain’t got no bands
pick up the n*gga then i broke his f*cking hand
you is not the man, you not the man
big ass glock in my hand n*gga it go kablam!
peanut b*tter b*tch you in a jam
i’m getting her wet n*gga she look like a dam
white ass b*tch tryna’ get a tan
yeah it’s nice out better go check
(verse two)
i’m sure you gon’ figure out we can go look at dat’
f*cking this b*tch n*gga i can not break a sweat
i’m jus’ f*cking b*tches fly like the jets
i be making bets getting money and getting neck
i be having fun around town every time i get in the wraith
i be in the viet n*gga i feel like a vet
n*ggas been sleeping on me yeah feel like a bed
beat a n*gga ass he turning red
playboi carti ain’t talking whole lotta’ red
i slide to the block and nleave a whole lotta’ dead
so many n*ggas dead they don’t even live
i don’t need money n*gga that’s the only thing i get
you worried bout’ dummy? needa’ worry bout bread
you ain’t got money n*gga that sh*t sad
you talking bout drugs n*gga that sh*t dead
that b*tch alt n*gga yeah i left her on read

(verse three)
n*gga that b*tch old i don’t f*ck wit’ her no mo’
had to pull up wit’ da glock n*gga yes i shoot waco
big ass glock n*gga i let it blow
talking bout’ zeros and ones but n*gga i dont code
don’t play wit’ me n*gga this a part of code
burn a f*ck n*gga and turn him into a particle
read a f*ck n*gga just like he an article
if a f*ck n*gga run up you know i start to blow
i never wanted to stop i wanted to go
i wanted to go pick up some ma’ f*ckin’ dro
exotic gas the only thing i f*cking smoke
and i’m the only thing yo b*tch ‘ma f*cking blow

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