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chainsaw - pradabagshawty lyrics

what’s poppin’?
yo
yea
brrrr
(shoutout to that boy ceg, he ‘prod this ‘namsayin)

{intro}
these b*tches be f*ckin’ and suckin’ raw (yea)
she like to take percys and adderall (oh yea)
these n*ggas gone hate but i stand tall (what?)
but i be too high to be mad at y’all (what?)
straight out the mud with a hot glock (yea)
we the ones that pull up and hop out (oh yea)
we spin the block when the cops out
don’t come to my side, you get crossed out (pop out, pop out!)
try the gang, why would you do that?
huh, yea, i’ll get yo crew wacked (yea)
ar*15 with a cool kit (b*tch)
i’m in this b*tch with a pool stick (mm, yea)
too many drugs, i’ma blackout (yea)
too many funds on the eastside (pop out!)
my life a movie like ray charles (pop out!)
i was in texas with chainsaw (pop out!)

{verse}
hold up, i’m straight out the mud (what?)
huh, huh, whole ‘lotta slugs
whole ‘lotta hoes sucking d*ck to get up (yea)
12 hit the spot, hide it under the rug (huh, on god)
yea, you heard what i said
good brain, she giving me head
glock, gen*5 with a switch blatt blatt
glock, gen*5 with a switch, get back (no cap)
all of my youngins attack
i drop the bag, they collecting ‘ya hat (brrr)
i’m really havin’, these n*ggas just rap (n*ggas just rap)
hoe said she don’t suck d*ck, she cap (she cap)
we just be f*ckin’, ain’t doing no cuffing (what)
naw’ we ain’t doing no cuffing (yea)
kick the hoe out we ain’t doing no loving (yea)
i keep the muf*ckin’ k like a russian (yea)
i got a drug addiction (hold on)
i am in love with bl!cks, so..
re*up on ‘zot, every first of the month (first of the month)
know when i pull out the racks, she gone f*ck (ho, she gone f*ck)
b*tch said she fell in love with the gang, but i fell in love with my nine (b*tch)
i’m having glocks galore, on me, switch on every single ‘fye (no cap)

{intro}
these b*tches be f*ckin’ and suckin’ raw (yea)
she like to take percys and adderall (oh yea)
these n*ggas gone hate but i stand tall (on god)
but i be too high to be mad at y’all (high)
straight out the mud with a hot glock (brrr)
we the ones that pull up and hop out (and we pull up)
we spin the block when the cops out (pop out)
don’t come to my side, you get crossed out (pop out, pop out)
try the gang, why would you do that?
huh, yea, i’ll get yo crew wacked (blatt)
ar*15 with a cool kit (brrr)
i’m in this b*tch with a pool stick (im in this b*tch)
too many drugs, i’ma blackout (drugs)
too many funds on the eastside (too many funds)
my life a movie like ray charles (yea)
i was in texas with chainsaw (n*gga, on god)

{outro}
i was in texas with chainsaw, b*tch
yea i was in texas with chains*
huh, pop out, pop out, pop out, pop out
yea, b*tch, pop out!
(shoutout to that boy ceg, he ‘prod this ‘namsayin)

- pradabagshawty lyrics

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