no hook - bdd snappa,bda kari &bda king lyrics
bda snappa verse: it’s lu snappa i get cold just like the snow he a fake n-gg- bought the snitch his soul when i see him swear to god boy i’m on go. i swear to god boy i caught him by the conner store late night had my pipe he finna sacrifice. cuz you already know these strike red light on n-gg- ain’t no christmas lights. oh yea these hollow tips yea these b-tch’s bite i came in the front my shooter in the he tried to run but i put holes in his back don’t got time for no hoe ain’t no tic for tac. snappa i ain’t dumb i ain’t cuffing on no nat my shooters pull so where you at stick his hands up made him do some jumping jacks. snappa turned up turned up to the max it’s finna be some twist and turn just like some plats
bda kari verse:
bda i’m in a bottle like i was a genie im making money want to buy my mom a lamborghini i got a choppa when it hit you it knock off your beanie i’m sipping drink i’m sipping lean it gotta n-gg- leaning i gave her drip on time now that b-tch be feening. i got the green you can call me bda vegan bda yea you know we bout to start again i got a glock bout to start with my shenanigans she be sucking on a n-gg- like a n-gg- was a leach how you really bout it you don’t practice what you preach. when i pull up on your block you was playing hide and seek role down the windows in a all black jeep boy you capping you ain’t really blasting put you in a casket automatics blasting pull boy i’m bout say bout say you bout it boy i doubt it. bda we bout that action little b-tch stop asking
bda king verse: all my n-gg-s dogs i’m finna let let them off the leash when ever be beat we know that you’re vegan why you claim you want beef these n-gg-s my son man i swear they be my seed. you know that we be creeping you hit my n-gg- so we got to get even on the low we on go when we see him wet you with this mop blood get to leaking wholes get to squeezing. let it rip i ain’t talking bout no bye blade hit a lick treat that sh-t like a payday caught him lacking at a n-gg- yelling mayday. that’s my double cup drink it like it’s lemonade lemonade that’s the type check it out come out the house come in see what you about n-gg-s talk but they better watch they mouth cus you can get k!lled doing all of that for clout
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