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snapback - edot babyy lyrics

[intro]
(elvis)
(ransom, you f*cked this beat)
grrr
(like what)
grrr boom, uh
(like what, like what)

[chorus]
(like hold up)
i’m 2wook, i shoot broad day, them n*ggas p*ssy they know what’s up
(they know)
big glock on the scene, i ain’t letting up
(like what)
and them n*ggas know that, but won’t show that
b*tch i’m a problem, i’m really tough
(gang, gang, gang)
and it come to that drill sh*t, i really k!ll sh*t
600k, man they know what’s up
(grrrr)
and i’m smoking on lotti, he got me deady
(lotti)
i’m like tp, where is the bready
cdai a rat, i’m smoking on fetti
bend through the 2, while i’m toting on kelly
if i call up roscoe, he let shots go
might flock at the flocka
(baow, baow, baow)
dougie b, you a f*cking imposter, you was on d*ck tryna be on the roster
(grrrrrrr)
[verse 1]
i’m tryna get him, lift him
i’m on the block with a smith’n
(baow, baow, baow)
all of these opp n*ggas dissing, but them n*ggas never ain’t spin sh*t
(gang, gang, gang)
like, them n*ggas got backdoored
(b*tch)
they tried to spin, and my brother he clapped 4
(grrrrrr)
and you know we die4z, ima die y fly guy, spin with my mask on
(gang, gang, gang)
they know that sh*t
(they know)
roscoe with me, that opp get hit
(gang, gang, gang)
free banga, been bugging since shhh got hit
that 2mf ain’t sh*t, to my d*ck
(no cap, no cap)
i catch a dream team, take his medal off
show them mb n*ggas, how to really ball
(mbk)
ima shoot him, sike, when i get the call
shooting out the v, watch them n*ggas fall
(600k)
lila, dummy, lotti, that’s 3 opps that died, they’ll never get back
(li*li*lila)
i’m on that sh*t with them n*ggas, if they try to spin on my side, then they getting clapped
(baow, baow, baow)
like don’t try to run up, i got my gun up, benzo he with me, he stay move tact
(no cap, no cap)
them n*ggas bugging, word to my mother, that’s on the gang, ty ty a rat
[chorus]
(like hold up)
i’m 2wook, i shoot broad day, them n*ggas p*ssy they know what’s up
(they know)
big glock on the scene, i ain’t letting up
(at all)
and them n*ggas know that, but won’t show that
b*tch i’m a problem, i’m really tough
(i’m really tough)
and it come to that drill sh*t, i really k!ll sh*t
600k, man they know what’s up
(grrr, man they know what’s up)
and i’m smoking on lotti, he got me deady
i’m like tp, where is the bready
cd and rat, i’m smoking on fetty
bend through the 2, while i’m toting on kelly
(kelly)
if i call up roscoe, he let shots go
might flock at the flocka
(grrr, grrr, grrr)
dougie b, you a f*cking imposter, you was on d*ck tryna be on the roster
(gang, gang, gang)

- edot babyy lyrics

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