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cut it off [bonus track] - baslii lyrics

talkin’ h*lla sh*t behind my back, better knock it off
that b*tch is a ten, but she fake, had to cut her off
n*gga talkin’ sh*t, he a b*tch, i might get him gone
got that n*gga gone, now he a pack, put him in a ball

smoked that n*gga pack, in the back, got me high as f*ck
if you beef with me, you gon’ lose, better give it up
you said that they dropped your low already, d*mn, you outta luck
n*gga said he gettin’ my sh*t hit, i don’t give a f*ck

n*gga said he gettin’ my sh*t hit, i don’t give no f*ck
all these n*ggas p*ssy n*ggas, b*tches, they ain’t bout nothin
dropped their low already, p*ssy b*tch, so we can hit you up
hit him up like ig, we slide on him, then zip him up

zip him up likе we slide in some hoodiеs
steppin’ on these n*ggas, startin’ to feel like i’m a bully
why these n*ggas keep on tryin’, tryin’ to get into it
n*ggas must not know better, b*tch, i’ll get your hoe wetter

he ain’t gettin’ no cheddar, these n*ggas don’t be too clever
stupid b*tch, better get your ass to work and get some paper

yeah, run it back, got hit with that sh*t
then that n*gga came, run it back
that boy was a hoe, but we not even gon’ speak on that
body sayin’ no, but my head sayin’ f*ck all that
f*ck all that, might just have to zip his ass
mike jack, yeah, he keep on talkin
brrrah, we gon’ get your life back
i don’t understand if you hear me now, why you type that
i just got his hoe, where your wife at
and i’m skunkin’ sh*t, yeah, i’m runnin’ sh*t

we gon’ wipe that, yeah, i’m in that mode
he be talkin’, he too bold, switch that glock, no reload
call my phone, come get your hoe
you talkin’ sh*t, come kick his door

you not my gang, you not my bro
i got perkies in my soul, s.r.t. got four by fours

- baslii lyrics

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