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58 bars - reezy givenchy lyrics

aye i’m in her head like a vein
her p*ssy was leaking giving me stains
i f*cked first weekend in the back of the wraith

her p*ssy full throttle like we went on a race
aye i can never be a hater my n*ggaz stay stacking we getting the paper
one n*gga was acting talking bout he major
so we lined his ass up do that n*gga a favor
i ain’t talking bout no taper we ducked this n*gga wrapped him in some paper
you cuffing b*tches wrap them in some bracelets
keep the tool tuck like we maintenance
hold on bro what you saying
graffiti the block meaning that we spraying
you n*ggaz is oops meaning that you telling
red beam on his top meaning that he swelling
f*ck first night what’s ya cash app
made a post on the gram no hashtag
f*ck another n*gga b*tch give my cash back
ain’t finessing over here can’t have that
b*tch think you sl!ck cuz i gave you sum d*ck now you wanna take pics then i put a
put a stamp on that dollar know it’s snakes in my collar can’t no n*gga out here match my drip
no abercrombie i ain’t rocking no fitch but this is a lobby no n*ggaz get in
all the n*ggaz round me acting like they ken
all the b*tches bedside acting like my twin

ain’t seen y’all n*ggaz in a minute y’all b*tches real phony tryna pay a n*gga a vist
123 b*tch give me yo digits and next time you come might give yo ass a ticket
n*ggaz can’t break my spirit they always tryna break it cuz they know they really fear it
what’s ya last statement n*gga i ain’t even really hear it
n*gga say i won’t make it when i’m a inch right near it
many rhymes in my mind like i said it two times
that’s same word n*gga but i said one line
cocaine that n*gga like he snort one line
took a chain from made his b*tch hit my line
i don’t f*ck wit n*ggaz they always lying and sh*t
and these b*tches be desperate always crying and sh*t
don’t reply to her message now she eyeing my sh*t
now she close to my eyes like a stye on my sh*t
boy you better speak proper know my bro got the chopper
now he trying different codes like this n*gga open lockers
all you n*ggaz gone fold when you talking to your honor
got the jury tryna vote like they voting for obama

gang ready for the beef where the drama
we down in the seats in the cut right behind ya
meet that n*gga in the streets at the of the stop sign
den he said uh uh n*gga said he had a glock9
pop pop pop all you hear is shots ringing
that choppa like a oprah it’ll leave a n*gga singing
bullets hit like a bee and it’ll leave a n*gga stinging
made that n*gga say please but the bullets steaming
aye one shot one glock one clip one top
zoom zoom stop stop one scope no prop
n*ggaz know how it is with the business
they shoots movie clips when they the main f*ckin victim
on some stupid foolish sh*t now you n*ggaz in the system
now they pointing all the hands at the n*gga right with him

- reezy givenchy lyrics

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