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bubble gum - otm lyrics

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[verse 1: blue pesos]
n*gga, you’ll get slapped, don’t question it
i got the stick [?] in the back for these wrestlers (i get my work from the narco)
what flavor is that vape? this that opp berry bubble gum
n*ggas hittin’ fences, haulin’ ass when we pullin’ up
n*ggas gettin’ out of hand with me, i’ma call a blitz
i’ma whip out right now, bro, don’t talk again
you ain’t finna get a fade or squabble, we is not friends
it’s ’bout 4:30, i gave him ninety sh*lls, he ain’t clockin’ in (sh*t)
i’m that n*gga, i be always talkin’ sh*t
i popped two fifteens, bro, i’m kind of feelin’ sick
put a cannon on a n*gga, nickname me spingen
we could turn him to a dancer, or do you wanna be a gymnast?
scottie pippen, thirty*three sh*lls if he slippin’
i be e*class slidin’ whеn it’s time to go the distance
all thеse n*ggas do is talk and put my names in they mentions
come outside and shoot somethin’ and just quit the twitter beefin’
put a hundred in his stomach, ugh, why is sh*t leakin’?
i tried to play it cool but these n*ggas give me reasons
i’m a shot caller, i put n*ggas on, go on and king me
how you make that much money off rap? this sh*t easy, uh

[verse 2: duffy]
n*gga
this sh*t easy
bum n*gga yappin’ in my ear, i’m finna bleed him
come and meet shanaynay, everywhere i go, i bring her
wet a n*gga up, leave a n*gga head steamin’
ridin’ in a coupe with big blowers
n*ggas bums, bro, i don’t owe you
i do what i want, i don’t got no big homies
all my friends are dead, all blue strips on me
wait, what this n*gga say? i ain’t hearin’ it
i be out in public, stick pokin’ out my letterman
young generals, these n*ggas know we heavyweights
let him make it, p, everybody make mistakes
just don’t make the same one twice
three of wock’ in a pineapple, and no, i don’t want ice
i’m a fly n*gga, you the type to be afraid of heights
don’t believe the lies, n*ggas nice

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