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shoot above the rim - p yungin lyrics

punish him i’ma put him
up like n*gga f*ck them
glock with that d*ck
lil n*gga ain’t no f*cking ducking em
catch em down bad
that’s on my mama
we gon’ touch em
and yea im out that drama
i’ll send shots at yo cousin nem
these n*gga’s playin wanna send shots
at my cousin nem
this on lil trent b*tch ass n*gga i ain’t
spearing nun of them
yo head get but we laugh about it
after we had saw it
them same n*gga’s who
tried to get me p*ssy b*tch i caught it
when i was younger you probably thought
i wasn’t the sickest
but it kept me going when
i started seeing daddy them prisons
say f*ck that n*gga i gotta bag
i’ll put it on his feelings
and since you with that n*gga
b*tch you gon’ end up
there missing
i’ll pull up on that b*tch
and hop out on his mans
heard he was jiggin out his hands
scr*ping out the pack
go to the parish i got hands i ain’t never ran
f*ck whatchu talking
bout i got bands
b*tch you put on that
camera i’ma do you bad
b*tch f*ck how you fear
b*tch i’ma flash
all my n*gga’s they gone crash
they got bullet holes in the grass
grandma came out she was looking sad
criticize me talking down bad
see yo ass b*tch its still f*ck a mask
all that sh*t you talkin bout
leave that sh*t in the pass n*gga
pistol whip yo b*tch ass
and make yo stupid ass get on the ground n*gga
put a silencer up on the choppa
so it wouldn’t make a sound n*gga
aim at yo head i’ma leave yo ass down n*gga
play with me on stage i’m sending shots all at the crowd n*gga
ain’t playing hide and seek but once i catch i leave you found n*gga
he say he can’t swim but i can walk on it like god n*gga
see you with my eyes but yo ass better have yo boys with ya
i’ll decline yo card credit card fraud n*gga
say you wanna go to war you better have them 40’s with ya
cause if my n*gga’s see yo people they gon’t be a victim
stand over him and then i punish him and its official
say you love ion see it lemme see if its realer
hop out on that dumb sh*t then we gon’ pull the trigger
xd it gotta lemon squeeze but b*tch my bag bigger
you claim you gotta bag on me but b*tch yo bag little
choppa bust above the rimmer
this pistol gon’ murder all you n*ggas
for all that talking out yo temple now you got my face up in the system
smoking that weed now i’m on liquor
b*tch n*gga play then i’ma zip him
smoke on that dope then we gon’ flip him
f*ck it shoot above the rim

- p yungin lyrics

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