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eugh - kirat lyrics

ima real n*gga momma raised no b*tch
ima big n*gga bet i need big whips
ion even gamble but i need big chips
yo b*tch was a wh0re suckin on big tips
she sending titty pictures ian talking nip slips
spin it back around finna spin the whole town
thought this sh*t was funny never been class clown
talking out yo neck better quiet back down
tryna run 30 but i got 17 rounds
screaming he a gangsta lil n*gga calm down
everytime he come home you going back in
tossing all this weight n*gga f*ck a fraction
laughing at the stoplight f*cked up the backend
100 round drum call that sh*t a do dodo
now she talking out her ass call that sh*t a dookie shoot
now i’m getting happy cause she used me as a flute
i’m just getting started n*gga who the f*ck is you
i been f*ckin on yo b*tch got hеr sticky as some glue
running up my money only worriеd about the blue
running with the goat so i gotta act a fool
n*gga getting money he ain’t even finish school
talking out yo neck get you wet like a pool
look at her mouth n*gga that is not drool
bussin down my rollie
all yo n*ggas getting holy
steady in the kitchen whippin omelets you get folded
everytime i f*cked up i was steady getting scolded
them n*ggas on they groupie sh*t you know they never tote it
i was born light n*gga i was born golden
n*gga watch this 2 years and then i’m goated
i ain’t had no jordan’s in like 8 years
thinking bout yo life i cried 8 tears
really been a boss i got 8 beards
speaking on my name but can’t come near
f*ck up out my city you ain’t welcome here

- kirat lyrics

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