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country beef - dc2trill lyrics

[intro]
(nick on the track)

[verse 1]
[?] on my hat
put a f*ck n*gga on the map
you saying, “we the boys”, that’s cap
fresh as f*ck, i’ma f*ck a hoodrat
he ain’t got the cash [?]
if i pour another cup, n*gga, then it’s that
i’m glitching out, n*gga, it’s that
i let you brought them perkies back
wockhardt on my diamonds
drank came, perfect timing
he a b*tch in real life, but i guess he good at rhyming
n*gga ain’t get no cash ever, but least he good at trying
n*ggas squealing, good at crying
trackhawk, perfect timing
get high as f*ck, i need me a driver, feel like og double d
got them steppers, they just prowling, tryna find out where you be
keep a pint like weezy wee
n*ggas said that sh*t was hard, but it came easy for me
41, that’s perfect weed
nick, this the perfect beat
drip, chanel on her feet
clip longer than a weave
i’m in miami with the heat
rick james, she’s super freak
three rps, that’s super me
talking super saiyan 3
rolls royce truck like c*o*p
okay, let’s weigh out the options
you gon’ die, you try to rob us
you gon’ die if you call them coppers
red dot in [?] b*tch, eyelash
bullets flying, they gave him whiplash
told my b*tch i’m done with drank, i woke up and then i relapsed
who k!lled kenny? he dead in the trap
if this was the nineties, i’d have three beepers
it’s that drank baby sh*t, they don’t want them other people
hold on, let me light this reefer
[interlude]
alright, alright, so let me get this sh*t straight
you tryna f*ck with a n*gga now?
right now, like, right this second?
alright, bet

[verse 2]
stay your b*tch ass over there
how the f*ck you claim we partners? when i needed, you wasn’t there
n*ggas singing like the opera when the feds came to the stairs
rick ross, i got pairs
of these b*tches with nice hair
that boy wilding, leave him there
country boys like cali’ weed
i’m in mobil with cali’ weed
i reckon all these guys be cool before i up that glizzy*g
i’m in the wraith with mary beth and her best friend suzy p
you know they’re drinking jägermeister and i’m drinking pure codeine
i turn the opps to wagyu beef
matsuhisa, wagyu me
we used the fork to start the car up, now i’m swinging foreign keys
you know i keep that lean on me
man, hold on, this sh*t too easy
catch me hanging in the woods, grizzly bears right with me
i’m done with models, where the boppers?
pistol solving every problem
if he don’t like me, then i robbed him
put that sh*t on my g*mama
[outro]
country boys like cali’ weed
i’m in mobil with cali’ weed
i reckon all these guys be cool before i up that glizzy*g
i’m in the wraith with mary beth and her best friend suzy p
you know they’re drinking jägermeister and i’m drinking pure codeine
i turn the opps to wagyu beef
matsuhisa, wagyu me
we used the fork to start the car up, now i’m swinging foreign keys

- dc2trill lyrics

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