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rugrat - davine jay lyrics

aye, b-tch
jay, b-tch
aye, aye, aye
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

im cool like a smoothie n-gga
pull up, get hit with this uzi n-gga
got clips like a movie n-gga
she don’t want you, you a goofy n-gga
i’m ’bout to run a b-tch jus’ like dat, i’m ’bout to turn up
hold up

aye, b-tch, aye, aye

spin a glock wit’ this stick (b-tch)
i got an ak this b-tch gotta kick
i don’t talk to no boss
last year in high school i trapped in the halls
graduated from the streets
that n-gga want war, lil’ n-gga lets meet
he can’t f-ck, beat meat
that b-tch did him dirty, she f-ckin’ wit’ me
versace my sheets (yeah)
10k that’s on me, designer on me
i used to wear vans
can’t f-ck wit’ that sh-t, my stick cost a grand
she says i’m the man
i hit from the back, i’m watching it clap (god d-mn)
i keep a strap
she grabbin’ my gun, she think that’s my meat
i’m rich and you broke
my mama, she love me, she say i’m the goat
1k on the coat
i’m spending this money, i’m tryna go broke
bruh, my b-tch is so bad
i’m givin’ her cash, i’m givin’ her cash
hit a l!ck, did the dash
the feds took my cash and they found my gas
[?]
when i get a bag, i change up my swag
she callin’ me dad
but, i’m not her dad, i’m f-cking impaired
i’m givin’ her -ss
i’m countin’ this cash, back to the -ss
i’m drivin’ so fast
ferrari and eight, i pay that in cash
b-tch!

- davine jay lyrics

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