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bark it - gully (peckham) lyrics

[verse: gully x backroad gee]
tell a man get out the way this long nose one come longer than me
ying that for my family
or slap corn for my family
for me, i had mashes longer than me
swing, swing [?]
moonwalk, slide
ying a mans chest, head and inside
hit a man press this test this .9
or i might cheff this, test this knife
moonwalk, swing it
you don’t say the badman did it
[?] ying him
you don’t say we left him swimming
you don’t say the badman did it
did it, fill it to the brim or ying it, swing it
you don’t say i left him swimming
swimming, swing and i kept on swinging, swinging
swing it, where’s the machine, bring it
firearms there it’s spitting, ay
let that one there ling him
hit this target
fill it to the brim and bark it, bark it
know that i hit man’s target
if it comе too long then half it
park it, bark it, load it and charge it
swing it, wherе’s the machine, bring it
firearms there it’s spitting, ay
let that one there ling him
hit this target
load it, charge it then discharge it
violate, annihilate can’t look past it
he don’t know what he’s doing, pass it
i don’t who’s he’s scr*w*ng, clart it
cheff this, test this, press this .9
i should’ve creeped up just in time
but he clocked badman tryna creep from time
tap it, tap it, swing it
today is the day you’re finished
hit mans chest make him fly like birds
brr, skrr, beat, beat
ask ’bout what we do from a distance
mans hitting *** and siblings
mans hitting *** and siblings
bring it
where’s the machine bring it
firearms there it’s spitting
let that one there ling him
fill it to the brim and bark it, bark it
know that i hit man’s target
if it come too long then half it
park it, bark it, load it and charge it
swing it, where’s the machine, bring it
firearms there it’s spitting, ay
hit this target
fill it to the brim and bark it, bark it
know that i hit man’s target
if it come too long then half it
park it, bark it, load it and charge it
swing it, where’s the machine, bring it
firearms there it’s spitting, ay
hit this target

- gully peckham lyrics

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