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perplexed - lil dubble u lyrics

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[intro: lil dubble u and yvngxchris]
and this stick got a kick like jujitsu
chris walk around with a missile
i call a*
little nasty b*tch, i knew you was a freak
and she said i’ma dog, b*tch, give me a treat or two
and i got a scope on the mo’f*ckin’ glizzy, you know i’ma bust it, you know that i’m seein’ you
bro, why the f*ck do this b*tch* i love dj gren8de

[verse 1: yvngxchris]
man, i swear that this sh*t do not even matter
take your b*tch on a date, i’ma eat it after
yeah, i know that she s*xy, but when she take it off, i swear to god, she lookin’ even badder
do the white man choker, no stephan letter
bring that lil’ b*tch to the telly so we can pass her
and she suckin’ my d*ck, it’s so d*mn astounding
and i just got a check, i don’t got to count it
’cause the money count it, count it up, it go beep
my b*tch like coi leray, she so petit
and i’m coolin’ with [?], yeah, we on the beach
and i said, “are you hungry? let’s do uber eats”
why she tell me to eat her booty in the sheets?
little nasty b*tch, i knew you was a freak
and she said i’ma dog, b*tch, give me a treat or two
and i got a scope on the mo’f*ckin’ glizzy, you know i’ma bust it, you know that i’m seein’ you
bro, why the f*ck do this b*tch keep on blowin’ up my f*ckin’ phone, i’ma kankan beat on you
i really rock out with that out of joe method
i was f*ckin’ your shorty, that’s why she still textin’
and i’m only one twenty, but yeah, i still flexin’
and this stick got a kick, i’ma send him to heaven
[verse 2: lil dubble u]
and this stick got a kick like jujitsu
chris walk around with a missile
i call a play, they gon’ blitz you
tax for a fee and i told ’em to rent dude
i’m refereeing, said i’m too official
chrome heart on my t*shirt
skate on the beat, hit a backside revert
and i just turned my music on your momma speaker
stick in the box and it go like “ee*er”
how you get cheese and you lactose intolerant?
shoutout tae retro, i’m bumpin’ “synonymous”
i go ultra instinct, autonomous
me and yvngxchris be the goats, that’s obvious
and i just left the telly, came back with two treeshes
buddy threw me her dope, some trash, i’m keeping it
and she said i’ma dog, but i throw all the leashes
and these apples be sweeter than georgia peaches
and i swear that my pockets just getting fatter
to be honest, this really don’t even matter
run up on me, some’ glass gon’ be gettin’ shattered, huh, yeah
and i swear that my pockets just getting fatter
to be honest, this really don’t even matter
run up on me, some glass gon’ be gettin’ shattered, huh

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