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gone like magic! - dtay59 lyrics

[intro]
yah uh, well well, well, drakez got caught talking to kids, this sh*t looking bad i can tell
imma dive in that p*ssy, and swim round’ the dells
got caught talking to kids bet yo mama put belt

you a b*tch on the net, and a b*tch in the real
bet yo b*tch h*lla bad its’ the fact that she twelve
and it’s f*ck neptunez till’ the day you in h*ll
put a switch on a glock and this muh’f*cka*

whoa, (man f*ck yo man!) hrr ya (e*e est)
(who put this sh*t together? me, that’s who)
(dante!) (who do i trust, me!)

[chorus]
yah huh, we finna up that score by three, a n*gga call it hat*trick
[gmp] loaded get gone just like magic
i told whoa, you better have my back, just in case somethin’ wrong was to happen

and when i diе, die don’t let the opps find thе tactic
when i smoke neptunez, i rock out like i’m ratchet
told that boy to catch up, drop his ass in that packet
i feel like i’m batman got a glock, need a gadget
put a switch on a glock and this muh’f*cka rabbid
how that boy made a diss, and he had the gang laughing?
huh, huh n*gga you need to quit, you need to quit f*cking rapping
i’m a certified steppa, i’m certified trappin’
and that b*tch suck my d*ck and i had that ho’ gaging
this some internet beef, while these n*ggas here hacking
[verse 1]
hm, yah, this a crazy ass world that we live in
we gon’ get that boy gone’ just like rabbit and ribbon
when this 7.62 got his ass bet it hit him
how you rapping off beat and a n*gga tried dissing?

when that boy wrote that diss i was like, “are you kidding?”
it’s like gta 5 on them bodies i’m p*ssing
ya’ll just hearing me rap, but them n*ggas ain’t listening

[verse 2]
yah, uh i wanna ball, i wanna dunk on my opp like lebron
huh, these hoes come and go i’m like “what the f*ck wrong?”
no hoes f*ck wit’ loaded, come f*ck wit a don

that sh*t sugar coated, stop sucking his shlong
i ain’t gon’ lie, i was mad as f*ck when i was writing this song
and ya’ll n*ggas real hoes and that sh*t on my mom

[chorus]
yah huh, we finna up that score by three, a n*gga call it hat*trick
[gmp] loaded get gone just like magic
i told whoa, you better have my back, just in case somethin’ wrong was to happen

and when i die, die don’t let the opps find the tactic
when i smoke neptunez, i rock out like i’m ratchet
told that boy to catch up, drop his ass in that packet
i feel like i’m batman got a glock, need a gadget
put a switch on a glock and this muh’f*cka rabbid
how that boy made a diss, and he had the gang laughing?
huh, huh n*gga you need to quit, you need to quit f*cking rapping
i’m a certified steppa, i’m certified trappin’
and that b*tch suck my d*ck and i had that ho’ gaging
this some internet beef, while these n*ggas here hacking
[outro]
yah, hrr you a pedophile, boy you a pedophile
uh what uh, you a pedophile, f*ck talm bout’ wit that ho’ sh*t n*gga

- dtay59 lyrics

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