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83heroin - kill stacy lyrics

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you got a gun but you never gone blow it
p*ssy boy why in the f*ck is you holdin
i’ll have your b*tch off a line with me hoeing
have her like stacy please keep that sh*t goin
walk in the bank and im dropping like four in
wake up and pull it all out the next morning
this n*gga boring he think he important
i beat on that n*gga next time take his jordans
f*ckin his b*tch and he ain’t even know it
he said he gangsta ain’t never showed it
he was chasing his b*tch i was laughing can’t hold it
called him up on his phone and that f*ck n*gga folded
how in the f*ck you take bread from your fans
you was dissin on danny but claimed thats your mans
saying your momma sick tryna get money thеn afterwards act like you took out they hands
dont n0body f*ck with you n*gga
livеd with that boy know whats up with that n*gga
started off cool now its up with that n*gga
why that white boy rap like he wanna say n*gga?
photoshop guns cuz you can’t get your own
he said he got it best not leave it home
“im getting woozy im all off a buzz
she wanna do me and love all my guns”
boy what the f*ck do you even be talking bout
suicide watch need to stay with your mom now
that n*gga broke as a f*ck how he ball out?
that boy a junkie he on that tar now
speak on my name so i guess he want war now
boy sold his music he think he went far now
he know im onnat, dont wanna fall out
i beat his ass then he went and got barred out
how in the f*ck is you cool with the apes and them n*ggas dont know who you is
how in the f*ck you gone claim you from bk you in kentucky we know where you live
stop all that sh*t ‘fore i pop at ya lid make a b*tch n*gga k!ll himself for what he did
you was a hoe and jerm went out his way for you
f*ck is you lying for? n*gga a b*tch
beefin a child this n*gga a jit
i beef grown men they get smoked with they kids
that n*gga bragging like he making hits
why the f*ck is you doordashing? n*gga you sick
pill got him fiending he’d prolly do d*ck
stop all that beefin you not finna win
how you f*cking that girl and she look like your twin
said he gone off himself over that b*tch but i guess everyday n*ggas die over mid
hades you lying ain’t knockin no gl!ck
how tf you gone cry you got robbed you a l!ck
give his b*tch a lil perc now she f*ckin the clique
i tell the truth boy im not just dissin
see wit your eyes boy dont just listen
that n*gga p*ssy ain’t went on no mission
next time that you diss me you better mention

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