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aimfortheneck - idkzackary lyrics

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[hook] (lil slump)
go, pop it up (uh)
look at my d*ck, she gonna suck it up (suck it up)
backwards (uh)
she gonna l!ck it up (l!ck it)
tell that b*tch you can suck on my d*ck uh huh (huh)
i will not aim for your body (nope)
i aim for the neck (the neck)
f*ck her so good, make her sweat (sweat)
you try me, little b*tch you is dead (huh)

[verse 1] (idkzackary)
(yuh)
i just smoke too many blunts
blackin’ out, can’t feel my lungs (my lungs)
belt tight around my waist
oh, hey how’s my glockie taste? (my glockie taste)
got a blade just to hang?
stupid boy you too lame (too lame)
imma leave a massive spill
then go pray i die today uh huh
trick or treat yo block
now we runnin’ from the cops (the cops)
poppin’ off the boulevard
robbin’ sh*t from your car (from yo car)
man, y’all act way too hard
till i catch you off guard (off guard)
bro it’s 2213, you gon know who we are (uh huh)
talkin’ to the feds, why your face look so red? (so red)
man you talkin’ to the feds, why your face look so red?
get the f*ck out my face, before i shoot you today
imma aim at your neck, extended clip with the tech (lil tecca)
and he say he do got shooters
i got knives ready to rock (to rock)
off a perc, i itch too much b*tch
i got straps, they all in stock (they all in stock)
i don’t f*ck with sneaky b*tches
that be scummy yuh, stinky uh (stinky)
quiet down musty hoe, i don’t want no smelly b*tch uh huh

[hook] (lil slump)
go, pop it up (uh)
look at my d*ck, she gonna suck it up (suck it up)
backwards (uh)
she gonna l!ck it up (l!ck it)
tell that b*tch you can suck on my d*ck uh huh (huh)
i will not aim for your body (nope)
i aim for the neck (the neck)
f*ck her so good, make her sweat (sweat)
you try me, little b*tch you is dead (huh)

[verse 1] (idkzackary)
(yuh)
i just smoke too many blunts
blackin’ out, can’t feel my lungs (my lungs)
belt tight around my waist
oh, hey how’s my glockie taste? (my glockie taste)
got a blade just to hang?
stupid boy you too lame (too lame)
imma leave a massive spill
then go pray i die today uh huh
trick or treat yo block
now we runnin’ from the cops (the cops)
poppin’ off the boulevard
robbin’ sh*t from your car (from yo car)
man, y’all act way too hard
till i catch you off guard (off guard)
bro it’s 2213, you gon know who we are (uh huh)

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