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9 - ​ayerp lyrics

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[intro]
stupid b*tch

[chorus]
i’m the type of n*gga f*ck your b*tch back to back
i don’t give two f*cks
sliding with a brand new gun with a brand new drum
i’ll f*ck around, shoot your house up
hit a n*gga brain, told him pick his mind up
i’ma slide with the thing in my f*ckin’ trousers
put the .9 to the flame, bet it look like bowser
and i been with the gang since the f*ckin’ ground up

[post*chorus]
they heavy though
the racks in my pockets, they heavy though
and i’m not dropping names, he been a ho
lil’ b*tch, look at the rank, it’s 10 and 0 (it’s 10 and 0)
lil’ b*tch, i been on hots, just send the low
p*ssy b*tch get dropped, we into those
make your b*tch give me top like she any ho
why yo’ mans, he a cop, he lieutenant four?

[verse]
pepperoni with the cheese n*gga
h*lla food, love to eat, n*gga
think i’m trippin’ ’bout a e*n*gga
f*ck the 9, i keep the g with ’em
shoutout greg, his diamonds got v’s n*gga
n*gga scared, then he must need veeze with ’em
i’m throwing up b’s, n*gga
rop the gang, that’s the team, n*gga
i’m the type of n*gga get a bag gone
i got ysl’s on my shoes when i step, b*tch
spent about two*hundred bands on a necklace
mini uzi in my pants, so i whack sh*t
whacking sh*t, wrecking sh*t, huh
slide down in a motherf*ckin’ jeep truck
cook a p*ssy n*gga ass like fajita
put a lil’ bit of act in the liter
[chorus]
i’m the type of n*gga f*ck your b*tch back to back
i don’t give two f*cks
sliding with a brand new gun with a brand new drum
i’ll f*ck around, shoot your house up
hit a n*gga brain, told him pick his mind up
i’ma slide with the thing in my f*ckin’ trousers
put the .9 to the flame, bet it look like bowser
and i been with the gang since the f*ckin’ ground up

[post*chorus]
they heavy though
the racks in my pockets, they heavy though
and i’m not dropping names, he been a ho
lil’ b*tch, look at the rank, it’s 10 and 0 (it’s 10 and 0)
lil’ b*tch, i been on hots, just send the low
p*ssy b*tch get dropped, we into those
make your b*tch give me top like she any ho
why yo’ mans, he a cop, he lieutenant four?

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