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​need that 2 - mathiastyner lyrics

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[part i]

[intro: mathiastyner]
mathias!
two*two big drugs that i want if i take out your whole crew
man, f*ck what you saying, i’m super like goku
yeah, stupid ass ho, she be watching like roku
i gave her a chance, but that lil’ ho, she—

[verse 1: yvngxchris]
get to the rack, put his ass in a post move
she not f*cking me, i don’t know what she go to
that lil’ ass glock, n*gga, that’s not a go*to
i play with them numbers, i’m good with sudoku

[verse 2: mathiastyner]
ayy, got a stick in the back if you talking that hot sh*t
if i got that glocky, lil’ b*tch, you gon’ drop quick
i kick a ho out ‘cause that b*tch is too toxic
yeah, ayy, stupid ass ho
i run up with toppings and aim at your throat
i feel like i’m it, man, i’ll make your ass float (ayy)
talking that sh*t, man, you gonna stay broke
and you stealing my flow, b*tch, i’m stealing your soul

[verse 3: yvngxchris]
i dropped a couple on this moncler coat
heard you broke as a f*ck, hahaha, that’s a joke
why the f*ck is you talking? lil’ b*tch, give me throat
shorty sucking, no t**th, and ho, please, do not bite it
b*tch, i’m posted up on a island
i just hеard your music, that sh*t h*lla trash, b*tch, i am joe biden
and shе sick, got the coronavirus
and actually, shoutout my n*gga, man, tyner, mathias
and that boy finna dump
he play that percussion, that glock got a drum
when i shot it, i missed, n*gga, you just got lucky
but, buddy, your luck’s up, you better run
[verse 4: mathiastyner]
yeah, hey, yeah, hey, b*tch, f*ck up
b*tch, you better run because, lil’ b*tch, your luck’s up
and mo’f*ckers jealous, so i keep a gun tucked
i’m texting your b*tch because she got that dump truck (yeah)
and i’m texting your b*tch, and that b*tch gonna suck up
and, b*tch, he ain’t on sh*t, so i hope that he run up (yeah)
and i’m f*cking your mama, lil’ b*tch, ‘til the sun up (yeah)
and i’m always on top, lil’ b*tch, i got a one*up (yeah)
i’m smoking your homie, lil’ b*tch, i be [?]
and shawty come over, then her mouth is open (yeah)
i’m on your block, i said, b*tch, i be posted
and i do not care where that lil’ b*tch be going
shawty be nosy, that ho with it, know what’s up
he sending his homie, i send him back, tore him up
stay with these sh*ts so i got these hoes throwing up
sent me the addy, so lil’ b*tch, i’m rolling up

[part ii]

[intro]
mathias!

[verse: mathiastyner]
i’m sick of this sh*t, so i’m switching the beat up
your ho wan’ come over, she sucking the meat up
this sh*t is too easy, i’m kicking my feet up
i play with that b*tch like i play with a vita
i’m making the beat, then i’m making some money
and your b*tch can come over, she gave me that sucky
he say that he ‘bout it, but i saw him running
and i’m calling up chris and he run up, he gunning

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