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da klan - marrgielaa lyrics

[verse 1: marrgielaa]
(uh, yuh)
spin on yo block in a minivan (f*ck, n*gga!)
i’m in the hood, n*gga, like the klan
whip out the glock, then the n*gga ran
i’m in the trap, and i make a band
drum on the stick, n*gga, like a band
b*tch on my d*ck, yeah that hoe a fan
i don’t do percs, b*tch i do the xans
i don’t do percs, b*tch i do the drank
close range [?], hit him with the shank
m*made 10 racks goin’ to the bank
sticked up, i’mma shoot at the tank!
sticked up, man i feel like the army
i keep the glock, ain’t n0body harm me
i’m sippin’ purple, b*tch i’m sippin’ barney
i’m sippin’ purple, b*tch i’m sippin’ lean
what’s on yo head? n*gga that’s my beam
i’m on the court shootin’ at yo team!
f*f*ck the court, b*tch i be in the field
i pop percs, and i love the feel!
street n*gga, yeah i’m keepin’ it real
i’m gettin’ rich, b*tch, without a deal!

[verse 2: smokingskul]
yeah (okay!)
yeah!
i’m yo hood and i got a role
extended clip, i don’t reload
stick a plug, he ain’t pay what he owed
gucci shades, i don’t match the status quo
n*ggas done switched up, turned me grimey
all of these rap n*ggas tryna sound like me
walk in that crib, n*gga don’t mind me
i’m off the radar, you can’t find me
turn they hood upside down
think i was bk, with the red crown
turned that n*gga trap to the fed grounds
supressed automac’, it don’t make a sound
tec gon’ freeze, n*gga like jam
what you gon’ say in front of that [?]?
when it’s time to shoot, n*ggas off the radar
you a façade, you ain’t who you say you are
[verse 3: yvngxchris]
do the dash in that godd*mn racecar
glock ending cl!ckin’ like it’s a sp*cebar
take me a b*tch n*gga off the radar
wait, lemme count my bread real quick
(money counter noises) [hahaha!]
i’m in the hood, n*gga like the klux
get back gang, i don’t give no f*cks
and i’m finna do the opps like a rapist
hop out the van, then they gettin’ touched
b*tch, i got a young n*gga, he like giannis
he’ll do anything for them bucks
man, i swear to god, that hoe too sl*tty
she’ll do anything to get f*cked
and why in the f*ck did you drop that bum ass mixtape?
every f*cking song sucked!
just like yvngxchris, lil’ b*tch, get back
oh wait, that’s me!
that stick hit his ass a*s*a*p
and i got me a baguette on my d*mn ap, oh sh*t!
yeah, i spent like 25 bands on wrists
now she tryna f*ck, she all on my d*ck
she suckin’ it sloppy (ugh!), spit
and just like a ladder, b*tch i’m [?]

[interlude: yvngxchris]
yeah, p*ssy n*gga
stop f*ckin’ playin’
[verse 4: yvngxchris]
spin through yo block in that f*ckin ‘vetta (f*ck, n*gga!)
bktherula, we tweakin’ together
keep me the glock, then pass it to giela

[outro: yvngxchris]
hahahahaha!
b*tch!
yeah!

- marrgielaa lyrics

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