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sweet & sour (remix) - birdo & youngmindtrip lyrics

[intro: birdo & youngmindtrip]
it’s a bag day bro
its the remix!
you know what the f*ck goin on
b*tch
d*mn
you know its a bag day bro
every day is a bag day around here you know what i mean
yeah
reuel stop playing with these n*ggas
ayo birdo tell em what the f*ck is up

[hook: birdo]
i just bought a glock, yeah i need to do some target practice (target practice)
extendo with the c*ck, yeah i k!lled em and stole all his fashion (ugh)
ain’t worried bout money, but you out here still splittin rations
knew that method worked when i saw that card he was passin (passin)
speedin on the freeway, yeah i had to do some passin (vroom)
p*ssy little boy, yeah, why are you so passivе? (why?)
checked my bank account and that sh*t was massive (ha)
whеn i’m in the p*ssy, ima dog, ima mastiff

[verse 1: youngmindtrip, birdo, & youngmindtrip & birdo]
i just bought a glock and you lookin like some target practice (doo)
catch me off the sh*ts wit a baggie on your local campus
i can’t f*ck a b*tch, aye*aye, she got too much baggage (h*ll no)
yeah he got some routers, now he thinkin that he really scamming
stole all his fashion, i left that boy pantless (ugh)
thought he was tecca, so i took his ass for ransom
hit a l!ck on shrodinger he was acting like some cancer (bow)
hit a l!ck on sh*ll with my new fake id (for real)
i just scammed a black kid, yeah i think his name was oh gasm! (got em!)
i just scammed a weeb, yeah i think his name was oh gasm! (got em!)
i was skipping class, you were in the back note passin (b*tch)
yeah my team eating good and you all got no rations
hit em with the choppa, it’ll make em do the stanky leg (graah)
i don’t wanna f*ck ya b*tch cause she got some stanky breath
hit em with the stick, yeah i made em do the running man
bust out the lawyer flow, i made like a hundred bands (yeah)
i just got some racks, time to put it thru my money counter (ffft b)
got a nasty b*tch yeah we f*ck on the kitchen counter (god d*mn, ugh)
yeah i got a nasty b*tch, pull up on her, then i pound her
ima hit up jimmy wan’s for some sweet & sour (hahahaha)
[hook: birdo]
i just bought a glock, yeah i need to do some target practice (target practice)
extendo with the c*ck, yeah i k!lled em and stole all his fashion (ugh)
ain’t worried bout money, but you out here still splittin rations
knew that method worked when i saw that card he was passin (passin)
speedin on the freeway, yeah i had to do some passin (vroom)
p*ssy little boy, yeah, why are you so passive? (why?)
checked my bank account and that sh*t was massive (ha)
when i’m in the p*ssy, ima dog, ima mastiff

- birdo youngmindtrip lyrics

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