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track one w/muna$he - halfmari lyrics

[intro]
(i am so done with you n*ggas that’s talkin bout i ain’t the best, yeah)
(i made a crew with my n*ggas, i don’t give a f*ck bout the rest, ye)
(i let you do what you want, but a dumb b*tch is what i detest, yeah)

[chorus]
in my city, it’s a lot of these f*ck n*ggas
me yo b*tch f*ck a lot, but you f*ck quicker
i won’t crush up no rocks, but i get litter
all y’all f*ck n*ggas flock, but don’t get figures
mari stuck on the block again, why yo b*tch all on his c*ck again
she tryna play pretend, i won’t pretend i ain’t f*ck on her friend
b*tch, i get that guap, so you can just pick what you want
b*tch, i just ball like lebron, i’m cutting your greens like juan
p*ssy n*gga, what do you want, you a b*tch in disguise like mulan
and she call me papa, i ain’t john, cactus jack toliver i’m the don

[verse 1]
n*gga you see now, i pull up to your block with a nina
i’m like keanu reeves with that heat now
n*ggas stay talkin’ sh*t, make em bleed out
pockets gettin’ more green than a forest
and i’m takin’ your money, you tourist
and them dracos gon’ sing like a chorus
.762s hit that f*ck n*gga brain, that hole is enormous
i want hole in his head like a porpoise
shorty kissin’ on me with four lips
yeah, my d*ck couldn’t fit, she forced it
tryna get an aventador, b*tch
how i’m gettin’ so fly, i’m soarin
mari been had a key like sora
b*tch, who drippin’ like me, i’m corrin
can’t f*ck with her she sweet, she boring
i need a baddie to come give me problems
f*ckin her good, got her screamin and hollerin
i’m milkin’ the game, y’all lactose intolerant
yo favorite rapper’s b*tch is all on my tip
and all of her friends is targetin
i think that i’m done, i’m callin’ it
oh, mari been the one, this is track number one
[bridge]
b*tch, i get that guap, so you can just pick what you want
b*tch, i just ball like lebron, i’m cutting your greens like juan
p*ssy n*gga, what do you want, you a b*tch in disguise like mulan
and she call me papa, i ain’t john, cactus jack toliver i’m the don

[verse 2] (muna$he)
red in my hair like dc the don
ridin’ like a demon, i feel like king von
all it take is one shot and you gone
he just hit a right and now that n*gga wrong
yeah, my b*tch is tryna f*ck me to this song
we be dribblin’ heads, i’m talkin’ pig pong
beatin’ up my chest, i feel like king kong
thirty minutes later, he smell like a bong
born in this city, we carryin’ seven figures
yeah, check it my n*ggas got seven triggers
you can say six, i got plus, i got millimeters
f*ck all your n*ggas, i swear that you’re bottomfeeders
i said f*ck that, when you ridin’ with me, better tuck that
you ain’t clutch, you can’t even toetap
and you n*ggas is goin out so sad
stayin’ in dallas, a lot of these f*ck n*ggas
by myself with a lot of these real hitters
she said that i got a lot, and it don’t fit her
she might just shoot at your b*tch, and she won’t miss her
don’t f*ckin’ teach her, but i might just dismiss her
she might just suck up my sh*t, and i won’t kiss her
shawty, she get with a friend, and they might scissor
mainly, i hoop like i’m derek, and no fisher
[chorus]
in my city, it’s a lot of these f*ck n*ggas
me yo b*tch f*ck a lot, but you f*ck quicker
i won’t crush up no rocks, but i get litter
all y’all f*ck n*ggas flock, but don’t get figures
mari stuck on the block again, why yo b*tch all on his c*ck again
she tryna play pretend, i won’t pretend i ain’t f*ck on her friend
b*tch, i get that guap, so you can just pick what you want
b*tch, i just ball like lebron, i’m cutting your greens like juan
p*ssy n*gga, what do you want, you a b*tch in disguise like mulan
and she call me papa, i ain’t john, cactus jack toliver i’m the don

- halfmari lyrics

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