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wya?(feat. itzsteez) - ghxstaa lyrics

hook:
lil’ boy, where you at?
my glock got a beam, keep a p*ssy ass n*gga with shots in his back
now ghxstaa done snapped
can’t say if i’m drilling or k!lling just know that your son won’t come back
that boy was a rat
my blunt gettin fatter cause all of my opps gettin rolled in a pack
and all this sh*t smack
like backwoods from cali i’m firing him up leave his boys in the back

verse:
where he at, ‘cause i’m lookin for him
and my glock got a drum leave his body with new decorum
he ain’t sl!ck cause i know i saw him
knock his head off his shoulders leave his ass needing holy water
leave his b*tch with no baby father
and i’m piping her too, know his kid is my only daughter
and my gun be prepared for slaughter
put his face on a tee, write his death likе your favorite author

he ain’t die, thеn we spinning back
couple shots in his face, need new t**th like that n*gga yak
and my windows be tinted black
know we circle the block like they live in a cul*de*sac

and they acting like sh*t is cool
i won’t up it with family, but do not get it confused
if you movin like sh*t is smooth
ima slap on ya father , then i’m running him for his shoes
hook:
lil’ boy, where you at?
my glock got a beam, keep a p*ssy ass n*gga with shots in his back
now ghxstaa done snapped
can’t say if i’m drilling or k!lling just know that your son won’t come back
that boy was a rat
my blunt gettin fatter cause all of my opps gettin rolled in a pack
and all this sh*t smack
like backwoods from cali i’m firing him up leave his boys in the back

verse 2:
we be dipping and dodging them jakes
cut the grass, gotta watch out for snakes
pretty sure that that boy got the word
can’t talk bread if you’re flying with birds
i be all ‘bout the brain like a nerd
she be f*cking me, said she ain’t scared
that’s my baby i got it, you heard?
we be all ‘bout that action, we verbs
if you sending a play then we getting it picked off
roll me some yolo just so i can flip some
all of these b*tches, i just want the neck son
can’t even f*ck her, she don’t get my d*ck hard
y’all is my puppies, i’m daddy, i’m big dog
learn to respect me before i get p*ssed off
when you say p, don’t forget the pistol
this .40 gonna bang him, ain’t talking no kick dog
this sh*t we smoking ain’t regular hemp dog
(??) a n*gga, he ready to take off
down in the trenches, this rapping gonna take off
trapping and grinding, ain’t taking a day off
gotta go get it, ain’t playing it safe dog
bullets gonna zip ‘em, ain’t talking attack dogs
if we go get ‘em, we know what to take dog
if ghxstaa is quavo then that mean i’m takeoff
(??) sn*tching pockets, i was sn*tching bodies
if a n*gga want it, turn him to a homi
yeah i trap a lot, that’s my favorite hobby
y’all cap a lot, y’all ain’t even ‘bout it
if you on my celly, put that smack down
i’m a raw n*gga, let that mac sound
100 round a clip, that’s the mac round
if he wanted beef, bring the macs round n*gga
.45 on my hip, ima blow that
chasing after green, yeah you know i never show that
yeah these n*ggas back door, you ain’t know that
clip full of hollows, we gonna leave him at his doormat
they be like, “yo st**zz, where the hoes at?”
i’m chasing after money, tryna give these n*ggas toe tags
take it short, no way and you know that
i’ll die ‘bout my pride and respect, n*gga hold that

- ghxstaa lyrics

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