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bzrk - deezy216 lyrics

[intro]
i’m back on my sh*t, told that lil b*tch she can suck on my d*ck
just stick to the tip, show me some lips
matter of fact just spit on the tip
cuz i like that freak sh*t show me some tricks, she f*ck with the clique

[verse 1]
i’m goin bzrk, i been on my grind i’m going to work
f*ck everyone who kicked me to the dirt, rip tray they put bro on a shirt
i turned to the streets so i pull up and skrt
extendo on the toolie give you a burst, the automatic put you right in the hurst
ya b*tch on her knees like she goin to church
ion got time for no fake sh*t f*ck all of that bullsh*t i’m counting these faces
what is you repping, black flag always sw*ngin, yea
f*ck a snitch i’m never telling
i could be a hеartless motherf*cker but i ain’t talking bout no f*ckin fеlons
who the f*ck you think you telling i’ma bust ya brain open like a watermelon

[bridge]
i’m back on my sh*t, told that lil b*tch she can suck on my d*ck
just stick to the tip, show me some lips
matter of fact just spit on the tip
cuz i like that freak sh*t show me some tricks, she f*ck with the clique
and that booty so think, might just hop in the back, and smash in the whip
and bust on her tits, and take her back home and forget that lil b*tch
[verse 2]
woah woah woah, why that hoe calling my phone, anything goes
after she give me that dome, i’m back on the road
i’m doing these shows, and counting my doe
i got that money to blow, i got that pack of the smoke
fresh off of the boat, i pour me a 4, right into the foam, and fall in my zone
i stay on my toes, i don’t got time for these hoes
diamonds on froze, wrist is so cold, designer brands all on my clothes
ya b*tch on the pole, i’m never gon fold, got ya girl shaking all up through her bones
and i got them burgers if you want the beef
if you got a problem see me in the streets
i’m mixing up cardi and lean, i drop in the bean
i’m serving these feens, that true on my jeans
keep me a pack of the tree, i’m rolling up weed
i stay with the gs, who carry the heat, don’t play hide and seek
cuz we pulling up at your door, yea
draco equip with the scope, woah, i put my d*ck in her throat, yea
poke that lil b*tch till she choke, ha
trapping tryna get them ditches, scotty pimping all these b*tches
water whipping in the kitchen, everyone hate on the vision
trigger finger got me itchin, woah
i was staying on 271st, i got that work if you need that work
counting money like a clerk, shootouts leave a bunch of holes in yo shirt
i don’t really got no time for this
bottom line is i’m inconfident, honestly i just been bugging and running
from problems that ain’t even coming, it’s nothing
like f*ck it i’m back to these streets and we gunning
back to the booth how i’m coming, turn up the function
came out the gutter, how did he do it, stevie i wonder
haters be tripping but i ain’t gon stumble
rub it back i never fumble, ha
i’m sipping that bubble, i get her wet like a puddle
semi gon f*ck ya, i k!ll a b*tch i don’t trust ya, i do not love ya
f*ck a thottie i can’t cuff you aye, sorry baby i can’t love you, aye
we can’t ever be a couple aye
i’m on my movie sh*t, and i got a movie b*tch
hop out the whip with the toolie b*tch
i got the 30 clip perfectly pointed to put you n surgery ah
i ain’t talking murder to the first degree, i’m talking straight purgery
you and me can’t be in the league only gs, what the f*ck it bout to be
cuz i ain’t takin no defeat i’m gettin money with my team
i’m blowing these trees, i’m sipping cardi with that lean
what the f*ck you f*ckin mean
pray up lil bro on the shirt, i pull up in first
i’m putting in work, that semi gon squirt
i’m praying at church, f*ck a psycho i’m bzrk

- deezy216 lyrics

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