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i do - li rye lyrics

[intro]
(aj what you cooking)

[chorus]
having this sh*t for real
got dog sh*t stuffed in pocket but in my stomach ain’t none but lean and pills
never hopped out caught a body ain’t think about it you don’t know how murder feel
i been thugging since 17 you stupid b*tch i been on plenty drills
that bag’ll get your mama k!lled
them n*ggas might not want smoke but b*tch i do
oh that’s your partner you riding with him i don’t give a f*ck b*tch you can die too
we hit that block you dying with him
no i don’t spare sh*t whenever i shoot
walk down just to get up on you
that drac’ rip chunk from out his head
make n*gga sh*t soft like it’s tofu

[verse]
rrrah this a metal switch
rrrah thought i stretched the b*tch
if he try to run i bet i hawk him down with this new .556
fully auto sticks i’m riding with sh*t that can rip through a brick
hit him in his sh*t to close his face his ass gon’ need a stitch
that boy got lost and found so when they found him his ass had a stick
keep a tool and a glock smoking on opps i’m riding round with a wrench
belt to ass since he ain’t gеt body bagged we sat his ass on the bеnch
man f*ck all that i’m pressured i’m tired of talking ’bout these hoe ass n*ggas
[chorus]
having this sh*t for real
got dog sh*t stuffed in pocket but in my stomach ain’t none but lean and pills
never hopped out caught a body ain’t think about it you don’t know how murder feel
i been thugging since 17 you stupid b*tch i been on plenty drills
that bag’ll get your mama k!lled
them n*ggas might not want smoke but b*tch i do
oh that’s your partner you riding with him i don’t give a f*ck b*tch you can die too
we hit that block you dying with him
no i don’t spare sh*t whenever i shoot
walk down just to get up on you
that drac’ rip chunk from out his head
make n*gga sh*t soft like it’s tofu

[verse]
i’m outside posted where they ‘posed to be n*ggas b*tches i know it
and you know i keep that b*tch close to me play wrong and i’ma blow it
i had a fan run up approaching me i had my mindset on scoring (aj what you cooking)
he just wanted to take some pictures thanks and appreciate the support
smoking on dead n*ggas f*cking opp hoes like this sh*t annoying
gon’ eat that d*ck till’ she got lockjaw you say i “couldn’t afford”
now i use this b*tch to get my rocks out and i wouldn’t give her a quarter
we ride sh*t come from across the border
just cause she bad think i’ma spoil her
what the f*ck? if you can’t get no drops from opps i bet i want to f*ck
let down the window lean and pop pop
don’t pop then run you better duck
i’ma aim then drop trying to hit chest and up
no point in vesting up
turned his ass ruldolph with this russian huh
still alive that sh*t a blessing huh
that’s your b*tch if i catch that hoe then i’m stretching her
i’m petty you in love i’m the type of n*gga shoot your wedding up
we caught his ass alone so when they found him wasn’t none but head and up
hahahaha
[chorus]
having this sh*t for real
got dog sh*t stuffed in pocket but in my stomach ain’t none but lean and pills
never hopped out caught a body ain’t think about it you don’t know how murder feel
i been thugging since 17 you stupid b*tch i been on plenty drills
that bag’ll get your mama k!lled
them n*ggas might not want smoke but b*tch i do
oh that’s your partner you riding with him i don’t give a f*ck b*tch you can die too
we hit that block you dying with him
no i don’t spare sh*t whenever i shoot
walk down just to get up on you
that drac’ rip chunk from out his head
make n*gga sh*t soft like it’s tofu

- li rye lyrics

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