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surgery pt. 2 - bfg straap lyrics

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[intro]
uh, could’ve bought that b*tch a purse, but her head cheaper
should’ve bought that b*tch a purse, but her head cheaper (imixnation for real)
(that n*gga stonez)

[chorus]
uh, could’ve bought that b*tch a purse, but her head cheaper
uh, when i wake up out my sleep, i see dead people
uh, play with this sh*t, we take his soul like the grim reaper
uh, straap usa, i bang that flag, i’m the head leader
uh, in love with codeine, i’m sippin’ purple lean
this ain’t come off rap, got thirty racks off in my purple jeans
uh, n*gga play with jay or lil ben, it’s gon’ be a murder scene
hop out with that blackout, we gon’ put his ass in surgery, uh
[verse]
why the f*ck you actin’ like you tough? boy, that’s not you
pushin’ p, i been f*ckin’ b*tches back in high school
get a rapper k!lled, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout who he signed to
my lil’ n*gga been servin’ in the trap, he got dog food
uh, i just beat another case
i got sand up in my watch, i had to clean the face
n*ggas know i’m havin’ motion like i be with face (babyface)
bought that b*tch a bbl and told her train her waist
now put that sh*t right on a plane
uh, 2k on amiri jeans
uh, pop out with that switch out, it’s a scary scene
uh, i’ma chase these racks until they bury me
uh, stick d*ck in your b*tch, she wanna marry me
d*gg*n’ hoes, no pedigree
all my n*ggas cutthroat, servin’ good dope, uh
boy, you sippin’ karo, that’s a no*no, uh
hop out like i’m james bond with this four*oh, uh
ain’t no checkin’ in, ain’t nowhere i can’t go, uh
ridin’ ’round gettin’ my d*ck sucked in clayco
off of features, i get n*ggas k!lled, that’s what i pay for
uh, i don’t need no plug, i still got a bankroll
uh, spray him with this b*tch and leave him stiff like sta*flo
uh, all my n*ggas savages, got racks in they mattresses
all these n*ggas actors, i got rich, started f*ckin’ actresses
please don’t play me p*ssy, jimmy neutron, b*tch, i’m blastin’ ’em
n*gga reach for my cubans, blowin’ sh*t up like we in pakistan
i drop off that bag, they hit your block like they assassains, uh
they know that i’m havin’, pop my sh*t like i’m my daddy’s son
12 madder than a b*tch ’cause i done took ’em on they fastest run
love when i lay back, she give me head, and i ain’t ask for none
uh, i just bought an eight
sipped it all, i’m finna pour a trey
uh, got another play
servin’ all this quay, i’m gon’ be late
tony hawk today
hit him with that stick, i made him skate
could have another b*tch today, ho, stay in your place
[chorus]
uh, could’ve bought that b*tch a purse, but her head cheaper
uh, when i wake up out my sleep, i see dead people
uh, play with this sh*t, we take his soul like the grim reaper
uh, straap usa, i bang that flag, i’m the head leader
uh, in love with codeine, i’m sippin’ purple lean
this ain’t come off rap, got thirty racks off in my purple jeans
uh, n*gga play with jay or lil ben, it’s gon’ be a murder scene
hop out with that blackout, we gon’ put his ass in surgery, uh

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