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terror story - lil rez lyrics

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[verse 1]
twin say he got hoes for us in action, okay, call ’em up
i had to change my clothes ’cause i was tacky, rankin called my bluff
i had to go get blunts inside the store, but i didn’t have enough
like probably if i stay in traffic longer, cop a lam’ truck
if i sense betrayal, i’m on your trail like, “put your hands up”
fully stick, no modern warfare 3, but i ain’t playin’, bruh
no philly steak, b*tch should had made that cheese, she took that stand, huh (ycoe)
do your research, every time somethin’ happen, they tryna say it’s us
i ain’t tryna teach her how you supposed to act, so i’ma just play it dumb
yeah, okay, he locked up, 23 died, twin caught an and*one
pleasе go’n name a time a n*gga robbed mе, you can’t name none
i took his bl!ck up off him, he got shot up with his same gun
let’s get back on topic, ain’t gon’ lie, i had no blunt filler
trey had called my phone, ain’t had no chos for that boy commissary
right around this time, the way i’m livin’, sh*t was kinda scary
when you hittin’ l!cks, you gotta know that sometime money vary
i got thirty minutes to go and cash it before these hoes come
’cause i’m a player, baby, so if i f*ck, i’m gettin’ your toes done
brand*new box, the tag up off it, brand*new glock, i never bought it
i put that sh*t all in motion by myself, i ain’t tell ’em ’bout it
only got like fourteen minutes left to swerve this jag’, shawty
please don’t speak on bk when i’m ’round, ’cause i go ham ’bout him
plug just hit my phone, he said, “how much?” i said, “eleven thousand”
i could tell he on some sketchy sh*t soon as i came around him
all black on with nike ski, i know them boys don’t like a g
you know i got fire with me, try to buck, you d*i*e
if sh*t go bad right now, it’s two*v*one, this switch hit two for one
migo pull out a dub in all blues, gon’ die, try to do me somethin’
[verse 2]
i won’t even speak on sh*t i did, i’m really up a dub
i was dead broke, they ain’t really f*ck with me, got rich, showed me love
i kept hearin’ sounds in the background, the music, we turned it up
i was sixteen with twenty thousand like, “who turnt as us?”
white b*tch go to howard, she be off powder, call it angel dust
tryna knock him down like he a tower, f*ck ’round, take him up
tryna light him up like georgia power, stack up every buck
and f*ck no, i’m not talkin’ ’bout no shower, yes, we wet him up

[outro]
ycoe, ycoe, ycoe

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