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calmatè - d-locz lyrics

[intro]
blue hunned squad
3d
calmaté, calmaté calmaté calmaté
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill

[vesus 1]
i’m pulling up, straight flexing on you bums
pistol in my pants, just in case they try to test me
c*notes in my pocket, hater trying get it
just let jackers know, you’ll get your head splinted
selling dope, f*cking hoes, buying clothes
just to show, that i getting it out tha mud
n*ggas just lazy that why envy meee
plus i had they girlfriend snapchat meee (what)
her p*sssy
saying she wanted to f*ck meee
told her it’s gonna cost her, to chill with meee
yo calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè
it cost to be the boss, nothing in this world free
i hustle just to get it
i always live that trap life
trap, trap, tarp, trap
yea i’m talking trap life
cruces made me sell meth
onte made me sell white
mayfield made me sell dro
what you learn in school (mmmhhh)
not a dam thing, yo money on my mine
im rich minded n*gga and i can’t let it go to waste
dead dead presidents, all up in my dreams
add up, add up
i’m worth a milliiiiiii

[hook]
if you ain’t talking money, get the f*ck away from me
you need to calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè
n*gga i don’t know you, why the f*ck you hating on me
you need to calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè
heard you talking sh*t, you don’t wanted with me
you need to calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè
oh you n*ggas mad, cause your b*tch want to f*ck me
calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè

[vesus 2]
i can’t f*ck with these fake n*ggas or these dam thots (nope)
b*tchs talking bout they missing me, hoe you need to stop (stopped)
all my ex b*tchs f*ck with bob ass n*ggas (b*o*b)
say they where down to ride but when it was time to ride (sskkrrt)
they run and hide ass b*tchs
my stomach on hungry and my mind on e
i been in these streets for seven days of the f*cking week
i been grinding none stop, yo i haven’t even slept (no sleep)
f*cking living pay check after pay check (f*ck it)
i spending years with a b*tch that didn’t give a sh*t (nope)
only thing a n*gga wish that i never met the b*tch
cuz i hate wasting time n*gga, can we f*cking rewind that
calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè, calmatè
my team tighter then a virgin p*ssy, no squads in my circle (nope)
you n*ggas out here chasing ass, i’m out here chasing cash (cash)
these n*gga out here f*cking b*tchs, i’m out here cuffing this money bag
these n*ggas say they got h*lla hoes, well n*gga i got h*lla cash (h*lla)

- d locz lyrics

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