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we got it - biggwapo lyrics

[intro]
(lately i’m beginning to see signs)
(that you got leavin’ me on your mind)
(i get a cold*cold feeling when i touch you)
(it’s hard to face, but i know the truth)
(you see, the handwritin’ is on the wall)
(just looked up and read it all)
you gettin’ ready to call it off (ayy, gbox, keep that f*ckin that beat up)
the handwritin’ is on the wall (say, cam, what the f*ck poppin’, n*gga?)

[chorus: gwapo]
big backwood, sh*t full of ‘xotic (zaza)
whatever you need, come get it, we got it (we got it)
i smoke ‘za and get out of my body
this chopper i’m foldin’, this b*tch roll body (brrt)
spray this ho up, i k!ll everybody
we ain’t have sh*t but a glock and a shotty
me and right*hand still got sh*t poppin’ (free rahrah)
finna move the wrong way, on the l!ck keep droppin’ (he gone)
[verse 1: gwapo & bic fizzle]
these n*ggas tellin’, they know i’m a convicted fеlon, i promise i won’t let ’em gеt me
stay out the way, tryna run up a whole lotta cake, carry rumors around with a fifty (shh, no cap)
whole lotta straps in the car, jit n*gga contest smoke as i’m finna hit up the city
he bought some gun, better go get some more, when it come to them sticks, boy, i swear we got plenty
i want a mill’, i’ma get it however, good lord, protect and forgive me for sinnin’
boy, this a message, you better get your sh*t together, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my n*ggas winning (shh)
he not the gang, can’t hang, don’t come around me, you weren’t there every day when we spinnin’
f*ck any n*gga that claim he don’t like me, i bet he won’t tell me, that’s just how i’m feeling (f*ck him)
most of these n*ggas turned me to a villain, comin’ up way harder, i was robbin’ and stealin’ (no cap)
1017, now i’m juggin’ and dealin’, finessin’ the city, just right*hand with me (right*hand)
two glocks with nines and the glock with a fifty murder on my mind, shootin’ sh*t ’til it’s empty (go get ’em)
i mean, i slide with the guys if we tempted, i’m tryna k!ll somethin’ (ayy, look), n*gga, f*ck on a tender (bic fizzle)

[verse 2: bic fizzle]
5.56s and glock with extension (extension)
whatever you need, place the order, come get it (come get it)
still in the trenches with choppers and glizzy
if you want smoke, let me know, we can get it (let’s get it)
i made a vow talkin’ buy mom a house (uh), so i’m stuck in the trap tryna run up a million (run up a mill’, b*tch)
i told klan we ballin’ forever, we gon’ stick together (on god), better not go against it
i’m headfirst, fizzle never been timid (no, ho), my b*tt sweat, but that’s just my adrenaline (ayy)
know i’m protectin’ the bread (yeah), better think with your head, i crash on a b*tch ’bout a penny (bah)
n*ggas don’t bother me ’cause i ain’t friendly (huh), plus i ain’t stingy, they know i spend it (i spend that sh*t)
really a product that come out the trenches, got bags of exotic, if you want it, come get it (come get it)
[chorus: gwapo]
big backwood, sh*t full of ‘xotic (zaza)
whatever you need, come get it, we got it (we got it)
i smoke ‘za and get out of my body
this chopper i’m foldin’, this b*tch roll body (brrt)
spray this ho up, i k!ll everybody
we ain’t have sh*t but a glock and a shotty
me and right*hand still got sh*t poppin’ (free rahrah)
finna move the wrong way, on the l!ck keep droppin’ (he gone)

- biggwapo lyrics

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