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virgin - marrgielaa lyrics

[intro: marrgielaa]
(man, f*ck that sh*t, n*gga) what?
now run this sh*t back, huh
hol’ up, hol’ up, yeah, that’s it (huh)
that’s it (that’s it)
huh, yeah, that’s it, that’s it
huh, yeah, that’s it, that’s it
huh, yeah, that’s it, that’s it

[verse 1: marrgielaa]
yeah, that’s it, that’s it, i hit your block, hoppin’ out with sticks
i got bad b*tches on my d*ck
n*ggas ain’t gang, so they gettin’ kicked, b*tch
bape on me, this ain’t rick
i’m in the trap house gettin’ rich
i’m in the trap house movin’ bricks
i was a young n*gga hittin’ l!cks
n*gga l!cked, so i had to flex
i use the facetime, no text
boy, you a virgin, n*gga, no s*x, i got hoes, n*gga, no exes
i was just down bad, had to flex, b*tch
shooter runnin’ through the exit
yeah, you n*ggas not flexin’
now, hol’ up, i’m flexin’ all the racks i made
pull up to the show, shootin’ up the stage
i’m in the trap with a grenade
i ain’t trippie, i ain’t hoppin’ on ragе
say he want smoke, shoot him in his face
runnin’ from 12, i ain’t catch a casе
fly to the addy, shootin’ up the base
walk in with a pistol on my waist
i run the racks up like a race
f*cking the hoes, i don’t do no date
sshut the f*ck up saying that i ate
rocket on me like i’m in outer sp*ce
i keep it a hunnid, n*ggas say i hate
[verse 2: smokingskul]
shoot a n*gga, he ain’t reach his potential
shot him in his head, now that n*gga special
i am not triple x, i don’t wrestle
f*ck her one time, then i switch the [?]
you is a rap n*gga, call you dax
i sip lean, n*gga, i don’t act
[?]
[?], give him candle wax
you is a grown n*gga gettin’ kidnapped
got a white plug sayin’ i’m a dimbat
if she a ho, i cannot defend that
you paintin’ your nails, i don’t understand that
i feel like nardo wick in that coupe (that’s him)
who the f*ck is that? i’ma shoot (that’s him)
shooter with dreads, could of went to duke
dogs on me, what’s you gon’ [?], scooby doo
you cannot jump my car, meek mill
it’s been a year, you ain’t slide still
my shooter assists, i go for the k!ll
your music belongs in a landfill

[verse 3: 1oneam]
i’m tryna f*ck, i lost the pill
i ain’t sign sh*t, fu*f*ck that deal
she bendin’ over, i give her the d*ck
pour me a four up, i’m crackin’ the seal
he get no play, he is a virgin
i’m in that sh*t, i get to surfin’ (surfin’, ha*ha)
n*ggas be sons, bro, i birthed ’em
lame ass n*ggas, boy, i made ’em
give me the cheese, i need the paper
f*ckin’ your ho, she for the pavement
she is a chooser, you cannot save it
i’m eatin’ good, lil’ n*gga, i savour it
[?], takin’ this pack
that right there, can’t get it back
b*tch, i’m on go, i cannot lack (go)
[outro: 1oneam]
(b*tch, i’m on go, i cannot lack)
(f*ck*n*gga, f*ck, yeah)
(b*tch, i’m on go, b*tch, i’m on go)
(i pour the act’, yeah)

- marrgielaa lyrics

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