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dirty dividends - big melancholy lyrics

i’m ripping this sh*t, i got the stick
it’s in my grip and i don’t miss
i’m spitting the hands i’m about to hit
i aim this b*tch right at your front and stick again
b*tch i’ll put you in a grave don’t make a mess
run up in your head, run in the chamber
i ain’t stopping ’til he dead, b*tch i’m fed up
f*ck with gang you get your head bust
little jealous b*tch, acting p*ssy ’cause he fam
what a sam toe
i’m aiming for your head like f*ck your leg
bruh i’m wrapped
i put that on my moms i get your headshot

i shot up many, many, many, many, many, many men
keep on dissing little b*tch
and i ain’t stopping ’til they dead
i ain’t even gotta do it p*ssy, i got plenty friends
plenty racks, plenty straps, plenty dirty dividends
i shot up many, many, many, many, many, many men
keep on dissing little b*tch
and i ain’t stopping ’til they dead
i ain’t even gotta do it p*ssy, i got plenty friends
plenty racks, plenty straps, plenty dirty dividends

i need a bad b*tch ass thick take her down the saks
b*tch say she wanna boo, but i’ve been ballin’ like i’m maverick
haters did me dirty so i gotta get my racks up
back up p*ssy boy ’cause i don’t see no back up
bad motherf*cker i don’t really think you want the smoke
stop p*ssy n*gga, i’ma tie the rope around his throat, f*ck
hoe i lost everything
i don’t give a f*ck hoe
when i’m up i might just show ’em how the f*ck i’m done
i shot up many, many, many, many, many, many men
keep on dissing little b*tch
and i ain’t stopping ’til they dead
i ain’t even gotta do it p*ssy, i got plenty friends
plenty racks, plenty straps, plenty dirty dividends
i shot up many, many, many, many, many, many men
keep on dissing little b*tch
and i ain’t stopping ’til they dead
i ain’t even gotta do it p*ssy, i got plenty friends
plenty racks, plenty straps, plenty dirty dividends

- big melancholy lyrics

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