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no fakin - big worm lyrics

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[intro: shaudy kash]
yop
this sh*t easy, man
no fakin’

[verse 1: shaudy kash]
i find your lil’ ho attractive, got faps in the bag
then got stacks not in my mattress, where they at? b*tch, i stashed ’em
treat a ho like an accident, i crashed in her again
n*ggas ain’t gangsters, they just some mad n*ggas
hoes know i’m up dough, i play like i ain’t had chicken
what this n*gga on? how he hittin’ all them bad b*tches?
i been here before, i ain’t impressed by these hoes
i ain’t pressed, so they give me neck s*x in return
give me disrespect, get his ass stretched in return
two*seater vet’ jet, b*tch, i got a bm dub
n*ggas talkin’ wet dead, we’ll leave him in the club
real n*gga name ring on 6, 7, and the dub
b*tch, get off my back next, we ain’t get it how a [?]
say it with your chest, yeah, give that lil’ boy a slug
drop a chain, carats on my neck might attract bugs
i ain’t mean to flex, but these b*tches know that i’m the one
call of duty in the hooptay, came with a couple guns
b*tch might catch me on a good day, i threw a couple ones
literally only a couple, i won’t show a ho love
bundle up, b*tch, n*gga, you know it’s cold where i’m from, n*gga
[interlude: big worm]
me and my cup
you know we abusin’ this sh*t, man
what up, shaudy? ayy

[verse 2: big worm]
chrome heart fashion, chrome hearted, it’s a habit
pourin’ drank until i’m sleep, noddin’ off like i’m an addict
my mama shake her head, she know her son a savage
might take your b*tch to bed, and f*ck her out her lashes
we’ve been f*ckin’ for a minute, she done squirted on the mattress
plus her head game fire, she ain’t even use the mattress
hit a n*gga wife, get up in that p*ssy, do a backflip
d*mn, i hit the block, work the press and i do magic
i’m in that public housing, nah, i really came from that
foldin’ like it’s origami, in here really makin’ packs
i had to hit the dog, see it figure take the lax
mixin’ like i’m birdie, i wish we could take it back
n*ggas, they ain’t scurvy, just a bunch of broke n*ggas
posted on the— just a bunch of dope flippin’
i can show you somethin’, watch me whip a whole chicken
cook up in the county, know i put the most in it
got some fire dog, i just hope they don’t sniff it
only hit it once, i ain’t do the most with it
hit the block once, then i have lil’ bro spin it
vacuum seal it twice, then i have my folks send it

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