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i got - calvary kylan lyrics

[intro]
(say, brando, what it’s hittin’ for?)

[chorus]
i got all these n*ggas reppin’ on me
i gotta keep my f*ckin’ pistol in the streets
bullet wounds up on my body, momma seen me bleed
catch one lack, hop out and pop him, wait until he see

[verse]
this the baddest b*tch, i gotta think she out my league
let him make a diss, he better keep it when we creep
i say i’m that n*gga, she like ”baby, yes indeed”
i catch up out that smoke, ’cause all my n*ggas up in bb, godd*mn
i’m chillin’, my peep mode, n*gga thinkin’ that i made it
i gotta watch my back and that sh*t there gon’ drive me crazy
catch him in that field, i bet i tag him like a safety
i’m just tryna vibe and she keep thinkin’ ’bout a baby
how the f*ck you smokin’ me? n0body got k!lled
i saw that b*tch with switches, bet’ not go to f
how you talkin’ sh*t? you got your brother flipped
[?] on ar, run up, you get k!lled
okay, i’m turnt, we in this bih, they hunt
that b*tch up on my son
wan’ diss me in a song, you p*ssy*ass c*nt
your b*tch gon’ f*ck, i’m done
hit from the back, whip up her b*tt
jump in that smoke, you bet’ not run
you bet’ not run
[interlude]
it’s a lot of n*ggas talkin’ ’bout me
but i’on really be givin’ a f*ck ’bout all that sh*t
i’on really care ’bout none of that sh*t, you hear me?
i just care ’bout all these m’s i’m gettin’
so f*ck it if you don’t like me
but i…

[chorus]
i got all these n*ggas reppin’ on me
i gotta keep my f*ckin’ pistol in the streets
bullet wounds up on my body, momma seen me bleed
catch one lack, hop out and pop him, wait until he see, yeah

[outro]
that calvary sh*t, n*gga
i got all these n*ggas reppin’ on me
all these n*ggas reppin’ on me, yeah

- calvary kylan lyrics

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