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3:28 on da northside of flint - bbdr tay lyrics

(prod)energy man why you doing this
i dont wanna talk no more b*tch get off my phone
ian gon lie that tec 9 hit him in his dome
k bullets big as h*ll they flying through his home
all i like is glocks i don’t really f*ck with chromes
russian k with the stock the whole 75
hit a n*gga block 3 times and shot him 7 times
boy you not in no spot frl you out here selling lies
boy these n*ggas cops frl out here dropping dimes
if my mans drop a dime imma pop his mind
n*gga tried to runoff on twan so we popped his spine
i hit his b*tch on the floor almost broke her spine
skeez in this b*tch with the bl!ck he done lost his mind
lemme go ahead and do my verse now i lost track of time
this n*gga said he gon k!ll me you gotta know he lying
i’m finna pull up on yo block right now boy come outside
ill up this b*tch on you anywhere its right by my side
lil b*tch either you with us or you not ain’t no picking sides
ok i see you out here chillin with the opps yeah you pick yo side
fully automatic or the drake man i can’t decide
they see this beef sh*t getting real now they hate they side
bro said when n*ggas getting hard bodied man they must be high
pick a side you gon die if you ain’t no homicide
mmmmmmm
go catch a homicide you ain’t got no body you on the lonely side
n*gga i slide down by myself like a lonely child
yeah that n*gga p*ssy you playing with yourself like you the only child
pull up and fire that sh*t up we dont got a mask
doggy tryna f*ck the same cooch as me he a copy cat
bro ain’t k!ll him then that n*gga luckier then sloppy rats
ian gon lie i need a band you want me on that song
ian gon lie my n*ggas tripping sending n*ggas home
vlone or the bape shirt i dont do the chrome
5 bands in one store i gotta make it home
told bro to turn around im finna hop out
10 milly big as h*ll it hit you, you get knocked out
im finna gun this little n*gga when he clock out
i dont even really this its really za bro its so loud
i dont wanna get no headaches so brody put it out
she ain’t have no bed so i hit it on the couch
russian k with the stock the whole 75
hit a n*gga block 3 times and shot him 7 times
boy you not in no spot frl out here sellin lies
these n*ggas cops frl out here droppin dimes

- bbdr tay lyrics

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