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the sit down - icewear vezzo lyrics

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[intro]
gang time n*gga

[verse]
ayy, it ain’t sh*t to talk about
cashed out on it, i ain’t have to walk it down
i got money on deck, i ain’t gotta call around
i be fleeing from them b*tches ‘fore i ever toss it out
you tryna turn your body to a faucet, huh?
tell them labels don’t come petty, i come from the block
n*gga you ain’t got no paper, you your f*cking opp
told lil’ baby what’re our options, you gon’ f*ck or not?
this sh*t hanging out my pocket, got it from the opps
went and cleaned them n*ggas out, just bought another mop
if he up that stick then we gon’ cut him down
gotta go re*up again ’cause i keep running out
yeah, these n*ggas rap cap
hit him in his head and knock his hat backwards
i just bought a because the scat package
i can’t argue with no n*gga ain’t in my tax bracket
we can argue about the prices, i’ma still tax you
still calling plays like i’m phil jackson
yeah that palm angels fit me like a nike tech
cut into a bad b*tch, like tell me what’s the price for that
i wouldn’t call it cheating ’cause she wrote me, i ain’t write her back
said she wanna f*ck me ’cause i like to flex
hit ’em with that roaster ’cause i like to stretch
we gon’ wipe that n*gga nose ’cause he look like he sick n*gga
it’s forty on my wrist, match my waist
thirty in that big mac, i’m safe, these blue strips on that drake, a hunnid
twenty on a lawyer, f*ck my case
twenty on me that i just made, i ain’t even gotta touch my bank

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