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vendetta - dcxshy lyrics

[chorus: dcxshy]
b*tch n*gga need to find his own way (b*tch n*gga)
tryna run his sh*t, pause, he gon’ drown
i promise he not gettin’ saved (not gettin’ saved)
too many hoes in my crib
they shakin’ ass and showin’ titties, i’m havin’ my way (havin’ my way)
i’m crossin’ the line like a j (j)
glock, it gave him a fade, yeah
won’t chase a b*tch, ’cause i know i find hoes (know i find hoes)
won’t chase a b*tch, ’cause i know i find better
monclizzy on me so my calm fit is better
you think you can cross me, n*gga never, yeah
this over my opps n*gga that’s my vendetta (that’s my vendetta)
yeah, get [?] try finesse to finesse her
ain’t worried ’bout a b*tch, b*tch yeah it’s whatever (b*tch)
racks in the duffle, i think i got several

[verse: surf]
racks in the duffle, think i got several (woah, woah)
prada on me, man i feel like the devil (woah, woah)
me and you, we on two different levels (woah, woah)
they tryna play me, but i never will let ’em (woah, woah)
me and my brother like keed and gotit (gotit)
if i go k!ll ’em, they read about it (yeah)
i want this money, i dream about it (uh, uh)
i don’t like causin’ a scene about it (uh, uh)
she want chanelly and louis her feet
i tell her, “baby let’s see about it”
i wanna make 20k in a week
for that money, i promise i bleed about it
i want the cheese, yeah the feta
can’t be down, pickin’ my head up
you cannot hang, get your bread up
i gotta slide, got a vendetta (go)
[chorus: dcxshy]
yeah, b*tch n*gga need to find his own way (b*tch n*gga)
tryna run his sh*t, pause, he gon’ drown
i promise he not gettin’ saved (not gettin’ saved)
too many hoes in my crib
they shakin’ ass and showin’ titties, i’m havin’ my way (havin’ my way)
i’m crossin’ the line like a j (j)
glock, it gave him a fade, yeah
won’t chase a b*tch, ’cause i know i find hoes (know i find hoes)
won’t chase a b*tch, ’cause i know i find better
monclizzy on me so my calm fit is better
you think you can cross me, n*gga never, yeah
this over my opps n*gga that’s my vendetta (that’s my vendetta)
yeah, get [?] try finesse to finesse her
ain’t worried ’bout a b*tch, b*tch yeah it’s whatever (b*tch)
racks in the duffle, i think i got several

- dcxshy lyrics

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