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punishment - daboii lyrics

[intro: daboii]
b*tch let’s get it crackin’
(link up)

[chorus: daboii]
b*tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n*gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f*ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n*ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang n*gga

[verse 1: daboii]
d*mn i’m done wit’ n*ggas
catch that lil’ n*gga out in public, we gon’ punish n*ggas
ain’t gon’ lie, you catching bullets too i catch you running wit’ ’em
i just put my opp in a scope, i got a tunnel vision n*gga
b*tch, f*ck the opposite
i don’t go nowhere without my pole, i gotta ride wit’ it
boy don’t even ask about no beat b*tch we on top of it
why you tat that gang up on yo’ skin? you ain’t gon’ die for it n*gga
b*tch, we ain’t squaring up
b*tch you want me dead, i want you dead, okay that’s fair enough
b*tch before you slide up over here you need a pair of nuts
and i feel like i’m a soldier with this choppa, i’ma tear ’em up
yeah, you embarrassed huh?
b*tch i’m tryna strike a n*gga out, naw i ain’t sparing one
i see n*ggas cliquing up watch, you n*ggas paring up
virgin ass n*ggas, you n*ggas scared to bust n*gga
[chorus: daboii]
b*tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n*gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f*ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n*ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang

[verse 2: cash kidd]
thought i told you b*tches once, don’t call me by my government (h*ll no)
watch out the window, bust down, jazmine sullivan
goofy thought it was a one on one, them hollows jumping in (bop bop)
is it still tricking off if for the neck i purchased her wig?
i mean it’s really not my paper it belongs to some other kid
five percent on the amg i crashed the other benz
i don’t need no b*tch i need m’s, f*ck a friend
yeah just put a big b*tton on my stick, on demand
spent the block if n*ggas ain’t get hit then duck again
i can’t flirt, it’s either, “can i get some head?” or “f*ck you then” (alright b*tch)
n*ggas tucking drugs to get ahead, won’t plug you in
shots fired n*ggas diving to the ground like they fumbling (bop bop)
yeah, versace comforter
just to make your ho feel fancy when i’m f*cking her
i am not a p, i sell d*ck, your b*tch a customer
almost smacked the b*tch in her sh*t talking ’bout, “bust in her”
[chorus: daboii]
b*tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n*gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f*ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n*ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang n*gga

- daboii lyrics

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