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yinged - pr sad lyrics

[intro]
mirica
mirica made this one

[verse 1: pr sad]
striker got bored in the head, got caught again, and bored again
lv just dodged corn again, should’ve hit his head but it hit his friend
i ain’t gotta talk ’bout all of them, but all of them been corned or chеffed
pickz got done, money got donе, and vile greeze, he was sorta dead

[verse 2: double lz]
i yinged up his chest plate, yinged up his best mate
what the f*ck was he thinking?
if my bro slaps four out the spin ting, better start sprinting
no time for flinching
pull up, pop out my dawg like tintin
did a yute get hit? i don’t know (i don’t know)
if you ain’t buss your stick, have a go (have a go)
jump out, fl!ck shank, dip that then i sow
[verse 3: pr sad & bandokay]
you know i never jam on them sides, we really put three on the itv
stompz got packed with a kitchen, and rexx got slapped tryna buy some weed
bro got birded off for an ic3, l2 got packed ’cause of ig, peak
one head shot put that gut to sleep, k1’s a ‘lato, got me high off trees
the stereotype for an ic3, if the boy can’t swim, i’ll help him find his feet
he was in the car tryna find his keys, ’til the door got popped, and i sliced his g
yo, now dookie’s not here, sh*t’s kinda peak
no get back, thats kinda cheap
one got dropped tryna find his g
about ten gunshots when we ride on neeks
about ten gunshots, bros ringing it off
bro’s pinging it off
canada goose, chinging it off
see the ice on his neck, mans bringing it off
four got touched, bro swinging his chops
partying there, bros bringing the dots
see them, left mans swimming a lot
why you think he’s locked? cause he’s chinging a lot

[chorus: pr sad]
i lost faith when bro got the g
then i patterned up quick, like in skengs we trust
the blade really took my man’s cuz’
he weren’t lackin’, he rolled that dice like a trump
punk, if it lands on 6, then you’re done
add another six when we got him, his lung
i ain’t beefin’ these kids or bums
no playin’ with them pr*cks, or you might get stung
i lost faith when bro got the g
then i patterned up quick, like in skengs we trust
the blade really took my man’s cuz’
he weren’t lackin’, he rolled that dice like a trump
punk, if it lands on 6, then you’re done
add another six when we got him, his lung
i ain’t beefin’ these kids or bums
no playin’ with them pr*cks, or you might get stung
[verse 4: double lz]
shuah got wet like the pacific ocean
who do you think done that specific poking?
i really gunlean i don’t fling my shoulders
my young boys out tryna rinse revolvers
if it ain’t that, he tryna ying opponents
free my n*gga s, man he’s been the coldest
yeh neh hear what mi seh
free my n*gga s, man he’s been the coldest

[verse 5: pr sad]
four on my blade, i hit one with a bullet
don’t ask if i pull it
back door buss, that’s skengs or rust
in skengs we trust, but the blade really took him
s1 was starters, but rexx was the pudding
the main course was a fatal jookin’
i’m waving my stick like i’m blind, but i’m looking
you can tell i’m not blind like [?]

[verse 6: bandokay]
they gave one*two tries when he was about
now he’s in the clouds
one got dropped, then the next got dropped
they got more close friends, i ain’t leavin’ em out
perfect drop, now i’m beachin’ around
he got—, bro’s beatin’ it out
this four door got me speedin’ around
see ice ‘pon his wrist and i’m teefin’ it now
[chorus: pr sad]
i lost faith when bro got the g
then i patterned up quick, like in skengs we trust
the blade really took my man’s cuz’
he weren’t lackin’, he rolled that dice like a trump
punk, if it lands on 6, then you’re done
add another six when we got him, his lung
i ain’t beefin’ these kids or bums
no playin’ with them pr*cks, or you might get stung
i lost faith when bro got the g
then i patterned up quick, like in skengs we trust
the blade really took my man’s cuz’
he weren’t lackin’, he rolled that dice like a trump
punk, if it lands on 6, then you’re done
add another six when we got him, his lung
i ain’t beefin’ these kids or bums
no playin’ with them pr*cks, or you might get stung

[outro]
mirica

- pr sad lyrics

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