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top guy - onfully lyrics

[verse 1: onfully]
my young dawg just like mad max, top shotta
he don’t understand sh*t i say [?]
with my n*gga rob vicious, we causing problems
let the money fly like t.l.c., the hoes run like sonic
you gotta [?] that p*ssy, ho, go get some water
you mad you can’t rock with the gang, you know it’d get you farther
[?] got me here dancing like i’m carlton
fn but this [?] ask him can i boro?
[?] ask him can i see?
i don’t even know why you got a gun, don’t even need it
smoked him out, left him with a b*tthead, his friend beavis
call you lil n*ggas all my jooniors, like my name cleavlend

[verse 2: rob vicious]
and we get over, we ain’t getting even
lil bro gon’ hop out, stand ovеr him, don’t think that n*gga breathing
n*gga said he’d spin my block with pole, but i don’t bеlieve him
and everybody know that you get shot for no f*cking reason
knew i loved the bl!cks, i shot that chopper back in ninth grade
and boy, you been a b*tch like ever since you made a mysp*ce
knew that i’d be rich when i put bricks on the highway
n*gga think he sl!ck, then i’ma smoke him in the driveway
n*ggas think they trappers, when they make they first [?] play
lieing in your raps, that p*ssy sh*t gon’ [?]
and i don’t want that p*ssy, baby, i’m just playing mind games
and yeah a n*gga vicious, just like my name
[verse 3: onfully]
i know it hurt they soul, i ain’t dead or in jail
get the drop off faster, than a train on a railroad
all the time we strapped up, like velcro
took a b*tch on a ride, ain’t [?] belt broke
them boys get on your ass, double dutch it like you jump roap
f*cked the b*tch at her crib, ain’t leaving no [?]
these n*ggas always capping, said they did this to so and so
[?]
[?] rifles with attachments, looking like some sh*t with row boats
i don’t need everybody, hit him mission solo
ain’t talking quavo, she said she drinking, f*ck with the migos
doing all the kick flips, trips, call her ass a freak show

[verse 4: rob vicious]
dirty broke b*tch, sucking d*ck for free smoke
told her we can get rich, off your lil deepthroat
flip a brick and double back, and you can buy three more
sitting in the trap, in a cloud of weed smoke
god, i got questions, i just really need some answers
and i’m praying at the club, and get my face up on the camera
i get [?] with the [?] time right now
said he ran me off the block, i’m on a nine right now
f*ck n*gga

- onfully lyrics

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