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fist fight! - killdavyn lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah huh
i got my d*ck in yo b*tch like uh
i got* uh yeah huh
i got my d*ck in yo b*tch like uh
i got yo* uh yeah ha
okay, yeah uh yeah huh yeah uh

[hook]
i got my d*ck in yo b*tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d*ck like uh
he talkin’ sh*t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the c*ck she gon’ f*ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
[verse]
i’m in the trap we don’t give a f*ck
n*gga talk down then we running him up
i got the tommy we gunnin’ him up
n*gga talk sh*t then we gunnin’ him down
white on her face now she look like a clown
my b*tch a shooter got guns in her gown
my diamonds too wet, i think i might drown
f*ck spinnin’ the block we spin yo whole town
wе spin the city, we gettin’ litty
f*ck on yo b*tch imma grab on hеr titty
walk with the glock imma walk with the bl!cky
she wanna suck on me suck on my d*cky
i got the owens yeah i got the rickys
she wanna suck on my d*ck yeah my richard
whippin’ that b*tch til’ my muf*ckin’ wrist hurt
blow on my d*ck like you muf*ckin’ squidward
walk with a clarinet
imma f*ck on that b*tch off the internet
she don’t think with her head got no intellect
that b*tch a baddie you know that i’m into that
send me that addy so b*tch imma slide
she go down my d*ck like a muf*ckin’ slide
she give me that neck like a muf*ckin’ tie
i’m up in this b*tch like a muf*ckin’ god
uppin’ the choppa, uppin the fye
i’m f*ckin’ yo momma cuz that p*ssy fye
just like lil durk, these n*ggas won’t even slide
she finna get on my d*ck like a slide
she finna bounce on my d*ck like a pogo
not in the cartel but we leave you rojo
i do not want her if that b*tch not loco
n*gga run up he get hit with a .445
i’m finna take yo life
b*tch wanna suck on my d*ck then be my wife
no b*tch i’m way too nice
i might pull up on that bih with a muf*ckin’ knife
21, 21, i got a gun
yeah i put d*ck in that b*tch i’m the one
but that lil kid is not my f*ckin’ son
i hit that bih with a muf*ckin’ uh
[hook]
i got my d*ck in yo b*tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d*ck like uh
he talkin’ sh*t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the c*ck she gon’ f*ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
i got my d*ck in yo b*tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d*ck like uh
he talkin’ sh*t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f*ck him up
pull out the c*ck she gon’ f*ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust

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