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massacre - bapi g lyrics

(saluto)

verse: bapi g

what could you ever do bout dis?
you did me wrong you on my list
10 toes down b*tch i never trip
you hittin stains but im hittin liqs
you got a problem?
i’m finna grip
holdin the .40 never the stick
i sprayed out reloaded the clip i was boutta f*ck yo’ b*tch but it didn’t fit
tell me what you know bout a crown (crown, crown, crown)
in my kingdom it be drip or drown (drown, drown, drown)
you act a jester you act a jester b*tch you is my clown
boutta let my dawgs go at em everybody gather round

don’t let me into the city cuz like a tazmanian i’m doin damage
call spider*man cuz i’m in new york and i’m causin havoc
i’m a villian when they see me pull up they start to panic
they try f*ckin wit my baby i turn thor b*tch i bring the hammer
who knew the reason these haters gettin mad was cuz im winnin?
old season new season bet my ass with still be grinnin
“why’s this guy movin weird? please don’t tell he been sippin”
iceberg season just like aang (ah) my water drippin
(hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yuh)

(ah, yeah)

chorus: looky

runnin with the dough ya’ll don’t even know yeah
i keep it goin ye till f*ckin mornin
ima goddam classic like air forces
i’m still gone on the hennessy i’m pourin

verse: looky

switched up, i never switched up on my homies
they say they real then why can’t they show me
patches on my coat that sh*t be that stoney
askin for leaks but my details stay lowkey (ah, ah)

i got the bag and i drip i never been on an iv
i’m wearin foreign and it’s sick but it ain’t chinese
that sh*t on my wrist tik tok lookin icy
now i’m drownin in the drip waves dicey

don’t got guns but they’ll never reach my caliber
say they legends but they really play on amateur
say i’m cookin everybody stay on red alert
put my bars on a beat it’s a massacre b*tch
it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
and i’m swervin on your b*tch
and she know that i’m the sh*t
it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
it’s a massacre (ohh)

chorus:
runnin with the dough ya’ll don’t even know yeah
i keep it goin ye till f*ckin mornin
ima goddam classic like air forces
i’m still gone on the hennessy i’m pourin

verse: bapi g
switched up my drugs cuz the weed won’t fulfill me
sippin that purple i wanna feel wavy
link up the gang rob the plug with the crodies
link up the bruddas exposin the phonies

wit da gang we don’t bang we buy weddin rangs
in the street sh*t got we did anything
stopped the snaked from exposin we ripped out they fangs
never the same, no one to blame, murder that b*tch if she f*ck with the flame

it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
and i’m swervin on your b*tch
and she know that i’m the sh*t
it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
it’s a massacre b*tch (b*tch)
it’s a massacre (ohh)
chorus:

runnin with the dough ya’ll don’t even know yeah
i keep it goin ye till f*ckin mornin
ima goddam classic like air forces
i’m still gone on the hennessy i’m pourin

(saluto)

- bapi g lyrics

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