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tourin - littlerrichh lyrics

[intro]
(tayriq)
(grrah, grrah)
(grrah, grrah)
grrah
(grrah, grrah)
(a*ayo, ju)

[verse 1]
boroside baby, the campaign
hittin’ on innocent, get out the d*mn way
knocks on the waist, why the f*ck am i dancin’?
heard he got hit on some sh*t that i can’t say (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
f*ck wit’ them n*ggas, you duck wit’ ’em too
dead opp on dead opp, i’m rollin’ a few
when i got my knocks, i was feinin’ to shoot (a*ayo, ju)
spin through the [?], for humbles and 2’s (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
my ‘ootas get you out the way, anyday, uh
and i don’t give a f*ck about [?]
say what you want i got nothin’ to say
your lyrics is [?], boy you givin’ the jakes
they buildin’ a case, you trippin’
once i get me sum p*ssy, i’m dippin’
they know we be catchin’ ’em slippin’ (a*ayo, ju)
he don’t look familiar, but f*ck it he wit’ ’em (grrah)
on a mission (grrah)
they can’t see through the v, cause it’s tinted
we got choppas and knockas up in it
bring a knock, if you hoppin’ up in it (grrah)
i told bro, “if i spot ’em, i get ’em” (grrah)
i told bro, “if i got ’em, i hit ’em”
then, we smoke on that pack, we invent it (grrah) (a*ayo, ju)
if your homie a rat, then admit it
with a choppa, they know that i’m vicious (tayriq)
i’m addicted, if bro wanna spin then i’m wit’ it (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
catch me a opp, put a shot in his fitted
shoot up his uber, we lyftin’ (grrah, grrah, grrah)
brodie start cl!ckin’, once time get to tickin’
protectin’ my ‘ootas won’t give ’em a mention
we be the reason he his homie and livin’ (a*ayo, ju)
heard he got hit on some sh*t that’s extended (grrah)
[chorus 1]
we get bready
we got choppas and knockas, you ready?
put a opp in the air, like confetti
opp thots get shot in the belly (grrah, grrah)
ain’t no runnin’, i’m shootin’, it’s steady (grrah, grrah)
it get litty, don’t go to that deli (grrah)
i got ‘ootas, just hit him on teli (grrah)
and i ‘oot like a wizard, i’m kelly (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

[verse 2]
i don’t tuck on no body, who soft?
but f*ck it, i’ma walk wit’ it out; don’t tuck it
if she feinin’ to f*ck, i’ma dub it
shoutout my ‘oota, he caught him in public
ain’t no runnin’, i be cl!ckin’ i’m keepin’ ’em comin’ (grrah)
and i get it, i take it, i want it
put a opp in the air like it’s nothin’, it’s nothin’

[chorus 2]
we get bready
we got choppas and knockas, you ready?
put a opp in the air, like confetti
opp thots get shot in the belly
ain’t no runnin’, i’m shootin’, it’s steady
it get litty, don’t go to that deli
i got ‘ootas, just hit him on teli
and i ‘oot like a wizard, i’m kelly
[outro]
(we get bready)
(we got choppas and knockas, you ready?)
(put a opp in the air, like confetti)
(opp thots get shot in the belly)
(i’m shootin’, it’s steady)
(it get litty, don’t go to that deli)
(i got ‘ootas, just hit him on teli)
(and i ‘oot like a wizard, i’m kelly)

- littlerrichh lyrics

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