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euthanized - li rye lyrics

[intro]
this sh*t up in here, check
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain
turned to strain
huh, uh (jayb3atz on it, you know that)

[chorus]
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain (exquisite)
heard they just knocked off your lil’ mans, he shouldn’t been f*ckin’ playin’
just talked to dude, he said it’s off the love, this sh*t ain’t ’bout no band
if we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon’ get whacked again (that n*gga nate crazy, okay, bet)
cold*hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this sh*t
just know that we some steppers, i still ain’t used to ballin’, b*tch
they ain’t wanna put me in, i ‘member i used to write the b*tch
get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent sh*t
that b*tch too f*ckin’ big, i ain’t even try to hide the stick
i don’t give a f*ck if he kid, make bro ‘nem euthanize the b*tch
swear this switch in the crowd, don’t give no f*ck ’bout who get hit
i been makin’ my brother proud by knockin’ n*ggas off the list

[verse]
i got scoliosis, but i don’t feel it when i be walkin’ down
twenty*two stick hit that b*tch from a distance, it won’t make a sound
sneaky lil’ b*tch, i f*cked on his lil’ ho soon as he went around
tag, you it, up this b*tch out my pants tryna step on a clown
mama say, “you famous, boy, go sit your stupid ass down”
got my respect through murder (murder, n*gga), we done dropped bodies ‘cross the whole town
ain’t never stepped on sh*t, n*ggas be cap as f*ck with no gowns
can’t trust no n*gga like me ’cause, b*tch, i’m low down
i went to mike amiri from tommy hilfiger
(lil’ bro say he can’t live without them pills ’cause he k!ll n*ggas)
b*tch, i’m from mobile, when sh*t get real in that field, keep your steal with you
i could die today, just know i’m still with you (still)
[chorus]
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain
heard they just knocked off your lil’ mans, he shouldn’t been f*ckin’ playin’
just talked to dude, he said it’s off the love, this sh*t ain’t ’bout no band
if we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon’ get whacked again
cold*hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this sh*t
just know that we some steppers, i still ain’t used to ballin’, b*tch
they ain’t wanna put me in, i ‘member i used to write the b*tch
get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent sh*t
that b*tch too f*ckin’ big, i ain’t even try to hide the stick
i don’t give a f*ck if he kid, make bro ‘nem euthanize the b*tch
swear this switch in the crowd, don’t give no f*ck ’bout who get hit
i been makin’ my brother proud by knockin’ n*ggas off the list

- li rye lyrics

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