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on they neck - bigwalkdog lyrics

[intro]
can’t let ’em breathe, give it to ’em, we on they neck with this sh*t
we on they neck with this sh*t
can’t let ’em breathe, give it to ’em, we on they neck with this sh*t
we on they neck with this—, baow

[verse 1]
won’t let ’em breathe or give it to em, we stand on necks for this sh*t (that neck sh*t)
this watch look like i bust a face, but it’s baguettes in this b*tch
and this car look like i race, i just be flexin’ in this (skrrt)
and i can put this sh*t on daily, but i ain’t accept that i’m rich (not at all)
still ain’t accеpt that i’m lit (uh), and this is a curse and a gift
before i throw this sh*t up, ho, you gotta show you ain’t stiff (frrt, frrt)
i walkеd in here with fifty bands ’cause we walked in here with p— (ha)
this sh*t like vegas, i got hitters look like boxing premiere (ha, ha)
man, ain’t no boxing in here (ain’t no boxing in here)
they gon’ box you in here (they gon’ box you in here)
amg or gle, i make it pop every year (oh, ha)
i’m in the hood right now with motion with a pack you can hear (loud)
trap ain’t dead, i’m with it now, it’s only dead if you fear it

[chorus]
can’t let ’em breathe, give it to ’em, we on they neck with this sh*t
we on they neck with this sh*t
can’t let ’em breathe, give it to ’em, we on they neck with this sh*t
we on they neck with this sh*t
[verse 2]
too many chains like mr. t, can’t see my neck in this b*tch (neck in this b*tch)
mood got made here to the a, just so the necklace can hit (so the necklace can hit)
f*ck i look like taking breaks out here and me tryna get rich? (what?)
coached ’em right above the bench, he tryna organize hits (ha, ha, go)
before i ever be broke with them, i know like forty*five l!cks
and i never let a n*gga snake me, i can’t glorify mitch (uh*uh)
and cuz’ll bump fire that stick before they heard about switches (frrt)
atm, go shoot out feet, just get his wallet, take pictures (wait, wait)
and you can’t take him out the trenches, he still smoking out swissers
and i can be in a new ferrari, still gotta roll like a hitter (ha)
you gon’ freeze up like you joey when snoop dogg rolled down the window (joey)
and you can’t go against that sh*t, jay want me to throw it out the window

- bigwalkdog lyrics

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