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can't hang - asian doll lyrics

[intro}
boom!
these b*tches on sh*t but d*ck
the f*ck?

[verse 1]
you ain’t my brother b*tch
no brother sh*t, can’t hang
most these rap n*ggas in it, they lame
n*gga do the most, he ain’t even got a chain
when we go get it we gon turn it to a stain
pull up on his block all he heard was bang
bang, bang, bang, gang
slide
if a b*tch bring n*ggas they dyin’
leave a n*gga body where he lost, go find
f*ckin’ with her n*gga, i’mma take my time
squeeze his pockets, call me a lime (call me a lime)
don’t compete b*tch if you basic
ain’t gon lie, my face card ate it
he ain’t gotta body, asian doll gon take it
pockets be chunky, i walk in, they pay me
act like you crazy, i dare you to play me
then go to london, man cuban was faded
we let a b*tch slide cuz to us she a baby
i got a n*gga, i dare you to take him
bad lil b*tch, this b*tch to wavy
colombian n*gga, he rich like lil baby
i’m back and i’m better
i’m richer than ever
just moved to dallas, i’m home for the weather
he all on my body, i heard a steppa
gangsta n*ggas, i got a fetish
n*ggas on my d*ck with the feminine sh*t
ion wanna talk, i be damaging sh*t
she tweaking? i got it, i’m handling sh*t
run up and you swing, i’mma handle a b*tch
i get my money and go
ion got time for a hatin’ ass hoe
come to my show, you’ll get beat out the door
i got a b*tch for your n*gga, lets joke
i got a n*gga for b*tches fasho
i got a hoe that’ll take down your hoe
thinking you slimey, i’m wiping ya nose
thinking sh*t funny let me see how you cry
won’t be the first or the last b*tch to die
i seen sh*t that’ll hurt you eyes
had to cut b*tches off cuz i’m hurt b*tches pride
don’t do relations, these n*ggas is basic
don’t try to save me, i’m already blazing
my foot on the pavement
my shoot back is deadly
ain’t none of these n*ggas that’s worthy of chasing
d*mn!
he don’t wanna spend no bands
ion wanna link, don’t make no plans
ion wanna chill with yo broke ass friends
lighting he striking
no bolt on the pants
i got the streets, man your b*tch been a fan
don’t care bout these n*ggas he stuck in the trends
9 b*tches with me, know cuban a 10
n*n*n*ggas ain’t on it when they supposed to spin
do a b*tch dirty, no mercy with hands
ain’t beefin with b*tches, she fell on my d*ck
dissing and switching, i know that she sick
i wish my n*gga ain’t die to a b*tch
i’m never gon stop, it’s forever get rich
[outro]
aye (lets go!)
crash out, crash out
b*tches gon tap out
all these pills, these b*tches might pass out
all these n*ggas, don’t want em, i’m maxed out
that n*gga you love in a pack now!
uh
ain’t beefing with b*tches, go take care of yo kids
said that you on it
well stand on that biz

- asian doll lyrics

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