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nobody outside - bbg steppaa & bloodie lyrics

[chorus: dudeylo]
all the opps linkin’ up trying to diss on the guys
and we spinnin’ n0body outside
oh i think they right there, i tell brodie rewind
like we can’t let ‘em get off this block 6 deep on the hunt, we got on a bus
6 deep on the hunt, we got on a bus
no rosa parks, we gon sit where we want
n*ggas dying, mommas crying
like, i know they missing they sons
like, i was outside every day taking risks
like, i heard they pulled up with no grip
ah, i heard they went home with no friend
ah, woo lotti can’t come back again

[verse 2: bbg steppaa]
bighead crashed mix him thе hyatt
hec was up in that car man he not dead
thеy saying they got the drop, i am not scared
free the whole set they got pack and they got fed
i hit his neck maybe back but not legs
don’t play when we creep through the west cause i want the whole side dead
we gone teach his ass a lesson for dissin’ on our dead
lil dudey, roscoe & bloodie tryna clap on the flocks
and that rapper that rep em’ the most heard he jacking the opps
and these n*ggas my brothers, if it’s f*ck what you jackin, it’s shot
and if he a munn, we pluck him another jack in the box
can’t catch him, we k!lling his brother or we wacking his pops
and he a fake crip put him under stop jacking the wvttz
that n*gga my kid, i’ma son him but if he lacking we got him
roll him up with the paper and grabba
[verse 3: bloodie]
other side all victims they always gettin’ hurt
lotti, he mad that his mans in the dirt
he supposed to get signed, he got put in a he*rs*
mama love crying, now she wearing that shirt
bad b*tch let me pull on her skirt
fat ass, ride the d*ck like she twerk
like i keep f*cking it after she squirt
like i keep f*cking till that b*tch make me burst
bow, i’ma creep in the park
bow bow, i’ma put it in park
bow, cause i love how it spark
cause everything dead when they see us in the dark

[verse 4: dudeylo]
ahh ahh, that’s the sound that you heard
big gun make him fly he could see all the birds
when i’m tappin my face yeah i’m talking about kur
f*ck matt, n*gga went out the worst
bbg came with them demons, i came with goblins
it’s a problem, you know we gon’ solve it
like, call the plug, they’re like, “what’s on the market”
put the dot to his head like a dolphin

[verse 5: bbg steppaa]
lil shark had died from a shot to his biscuit
come and slide in that, ride on the guys i’ma flip it
and y’all lil n*ggas hiding, bizzle tryna split sh*t
how y’all dropping pistols on a mission
h*ll no this ain’t no nine, i could handle big sh*t
his location he dropped it on live he won’t make it to christmas
bang at him brodie a slob n*gga we on some crip sh*t
only do facial and he survive he gon need a dentist
we heard they spun two times in a week
i got my gun, is you dumb, ain’t no running from me
bro gave him one, bullets punching the seats
when i come better dump or you done ona g
oh, he left his sh*t dumping, engine run with the key
know we boutta have fun, bro the munn or the v
spot a n*gga, hit his pumpkin, we ain’t touching his feet
put a hallow in his m*ffin, another dummy deceased

- bbg steppaa bloodie lyrics

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