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@ out the mix - lu steppa lyrics

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walk down on a n*gga if he talkin’ out his f*ckin’ lips
shawty at the crib she tryna top just let me f*ckin’ hit
how you got that glockie’ on yo’ side but you ain’t bustin’ sh*t
how you got that choppa in the trap but you ain’t clutchin’ sh*t
wanna get a audemar piguet to flood my f*ckin’ wrist
i been gettin’ money by the hour, gettin’ used to this
she just tried to backdoor on a n*gga she a stupid b*tch
flexin’ with that glockie on the gram’ but you ain’t usin’ it

hop h*h*hop up in that whip, that push to start that b*tch be movin’ fast
i just got a check all on the second i blew through the bag
runnin’ from the jakes in my air forces i ain’t lookin’ back
i keep that sh*t real with all my brothers i keep it a stack
i keep that sh*t real if he want smoke than n*gga say so
n*ggas not no plug i swear these p*ssy n*ggas cable
b*blood all on thе scene i left his facе all on the table
d*r*a*c* no, that n*gga do not got a draco
i be out the mix i really stay up out the way bro
y’all n*ggas be ridin’ d*ck i swear y’all n*ggas g*y bro
y’all n*ggas be actin’ on the net like n*gga “take 4!”
i’m no finna stop until my bank account got 8 0’s
baddies in the telly ima’ pull up with like 8 hoes
b*tch i’m gettin’ bread and i am not talkin’ bout dej loaf
i told my b*tch that i’m tryna f*ck and she like “bae no”
kicked her out the crib now look at her that lil b*tch got upset
head, shoulders, knee’s, and toes but f*ck that we shoot for the neck
i finessed the plug and now i just got me a brand new tec
shake that ass up on the phone i really do not wanna text
i just got a glock 26 you finna levitate
f*cked up in the crib nle choppa ima’ meditate
yo’ man is a b*tch and he a ho’ he still work 5 to 8
febreze up in this b*tch ima’ pull up and let that choppa spray!

- lu steppa lyrics

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