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peril! - ethan ross lyrics

(yeah, yeah, come get it b*tch)

(cairo!)
i was runnin’ outa options
now i pull up and they shot
hit ’em once
i hit ’em twice
i hit ’em third now she block
gotta get it how you live
ain’t a person that i’m not
you know that imma get my sh*t
so that rap boy gonna get a headshot
(ethan ross)
got a heart full of hate but my pockets stay fatter
won’t mention no names, ’cause the topic game matter
now that boy pops and no bother play catcha
i came through rocks, sh*t hear my deranged laughter
ah, motherf*cker ha, ha, b*tch
give a f*ck how i make it onna top 5 list
wanna see you hit it from me they can try my fist
yeah used to give a f*ck, d*mn time flies quick

(cairo!)
d*mn time flies quick
now those hoes outta the picture
i’m too fresh for all those stallions
and all those ragaity b*tches
now my new hoes is an object, so f*ck it b*tch imma win it
so don’t test me that’s so [?], ’cause i won’t forgive ya
you think you betta n*gga? then try my bretta
i bet he thought he was clever then i pulled on the pressure
b*tch, [?] thinkin’ they can f*ck with me
told all my teachers “sorry you ain’t see enough of me”
d*mn pop fo, five rounds from the clip
got like 8 to 10 b*tches that be out here on my d*ck
i see [?]
95 b*tches in my dm like a f*ckin’ death split
got that 40 on my body, so tell me bro you ’bout it?
never see another day if you think you can f*ck with me
(ethan ross)
’bouta put some grills in my sh*t, ’cause we shinin’ on ’em
youa get k!lled in this sh*t, ’cause we ridin’ on ’em
blood gets spilled but don’t slip, but we slidin’ on ’em
i don’t pop pills, i don’t sniff, but i’m the highest of ’em
we don’t f*ck ’round, f*ck ’round ‘nd find out
he’ll be bleeding out his mouth, if we see him actin’ too proud
i be flexing like a mof*cka, i don’t f*ck with crowds
you a carbon copy, y’alls get bodied
all don’t got a shot, b*tch!

- ethan ross lyrics

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