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fuck u - imbadray lyrics

this tec on my waistline want beef wit’ a n*gga
you all on the net, i won’t tweet with a n*gga
clip is extended they reachin’ them n*ggas
pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil’ n*gga
she love my ice, told her ski with a n*gga
i don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit’ a n*gga
was prayin’ we made it but now we got guap
had to run it up fast now we eatin’ on n*ggas

[verse: ysn flow]
droppin’ the top just to flex on them n*ggas
put bread on my mind, i ain’t stressin’ ’bout n*ggas
n*ggas who hated, try said that “we made it,”
boy you didn’t make it, can’t stack up wit’ n*ggas
didn’t you hate me but now you tryn’ text me and greet me at shows better back up lil n*gga’
i don’t love sh*t but the glock wit a stick and somе b*lls on it and swear the slime is my triggеr
boy check my status it say i’m a goat
was in the rain wasn’t hand in no coat
ridin’ my wave, man i feel like a boat
i can’t f*ck wit’ b*tches they doin’ the most
remember lil kee hittin plays off the mama
remember when he had to pay rent for mama
remember when d told a n*gga go harder
i listened to him now a n*gga went farther
stackin’ my guap, went from a lil’ to a lot and now she wan’ be my lil’ rock
they said i couldn’t do it, now a lil’ n*gga is hot and you can’t get gold out my pocket
got squares in my circle and they thought i wouldn’t find out so watch them b*tch n*ggas get popped
got squares in my circle and they thought i wouldn’t find out so watch them lil’ n*ggas get popped
[chorus: ysn flow]
this tec on my waistline want beef wit’ a n*gga
you all on the net, i won’t tweet with a n*gga
clip is extended they reachin’ them n*ggas
pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil’ n*gga
she love my ice, told her ski with a n*gga
i don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit’ a n*gga
was prayin’ we made it but now we got guap
had to run it up fast now we eatin’ on n*ggas

[verse: baebae save]
i’m on they ass them other rappers prolly tired of me (i’m grinding b*tch)
i check my dm and all my b*tches proud of me (i’m shining b*tch)
i keep an ar, just in case n*ggas come slide on me (come try me b*tch)
shoutout to the gang, oh ten mob ties to the 6 they ridin’ b*tch
when i’m in the hood i get treated like diddy
my semi be wit’ me
my cookie be sticky
my shortie be pretty
could say that we picky
that p*ssy be drippy
i play in her kidney
i play wit’ her kitty
them blues be wit’ me
don’t f*ck wit’ the fifties
i just sold a pound
they pay me in twenties
i ride with them rounds
i stuffed it wit’ fifties
i ride wit them rounds
(i stuffed it wit’ fifties,)
[chorus: ysn flow]
this tec on my waistline want beef wit’ a n*gga
you all on the net, i won’t tweet with a n*gga
clip is extended they reachin’ them n*ggas
pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil’ n*gga
she love my ice, told her ski with a n*gga
i don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit’ a n*gga
was prayin’ we made it but now we got guap
had to run it up fast now we eatin’ on n*ggas
(eatin’ on n*ggas)

- imbadray lyrics

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