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now it's fuck her - babydrill lyrics

[intro]
(whatitdoflip)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i trust that ho
i trust that ho
i trust that ho

[chorus]
i trust that b*tch, dog, huh, i trust that b*tch, huh
i trust that ho, i trust that ho, i trust that b*tch, dog
i trust the b*tch
i shouldn’t have trust her, i shouldn’t have trust her, i shouldn’t have trust her (i shouldn’t have did it)
now it’s f*ck her, now it’s f*ck her, now it’s f*ck her

[verse 1]
b*tch, i would’ve squeezed for you, hopped out the whip and blitzed ’til i’m out of breath
i would’ve squeezed for him, these n*ggas be b*tches, they for theyself
n*ggas’ll backdoor you ’bout a b*tch, tell them n*ggas, better watch they step
’cause i’m the type that send a blitz, mr. backdoor, b*tch, i’m himself
you’d suck an opp d*ck to make me mad, b*tch, i don’t even care
i could send a blitz to k!ll both of they ass, i’m like, “nah, let ’em live” (don’t do it)
young n*gga rich, i might spin in some ricks, these b*tches a thousand a pair
yeah, they know that i’m lit, they keep cliquin’ and sh*t ’cause they can’t take me theyself (babydrill)
n*gga, i got pull, no bar
n*gga got pills, no jar
n*gga got syrup, no cup
i might just sip this sh*t here raw
i don’t trust these hoes, on gang, ain’t no way i’m finna f*ck raw
been switched up, i got the fame, b*tch, i been a shooting star
[chorus]
i trust that b*tch, dog, huh, i trust that b*tch, huh
i trust that ho, i trust that ho, i trust that b*tch, dog
i trust the b*tch
i shouldn’t have trust her, i shouldn’t have trust her, i shouldn’t have trust her (i shouldn’t have did it)
now it’s f*ck her, now it’s f*ck her, now it’s f*ck her

[verse 2]
can’t keep my feelings involved at all, knowin’ the pain, that sh*t don’t hurt
opps like id picture, boom, now his b*tch ass on a shirt
b*tch turned an opp, she f*ckin’ my mood up
i ate the ‘shrooms and i had to go boot up
i brought the fire to the school, you gon’ shoot what?
b*tch, i’m never lacking (babydrill)
high*speed chase, we eat the jakes, we throw the blitz before they catch us
feel like thug after he beat the rico, back in action, living reckless
n*gga, ticks don’t f*ck with fleas, treat these hoes like p’s, pests
salute to ogs and real soldiers, don’t condone the fake stepping
reach for this chain, you see the news, don’t need to talk, we get the message
f*ck that ho, she tried to backdoor mr. backdoor and i get nasty
buh, buh, headshot, leave her sh*t lookin’ like spaghetti
b*tch thought sh*t was sweet over here, but i put the p inside the petty

- babydrill lyrics

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