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gettin' over - rich youngboy lyrics

talking all that sh-t, been so many months
and i still ain’t got touched n-gg-
f-ck you and your n-gg-s
shadavion? my n-gg- i f-ck witcha
wanna throw hands b-tch i’m tryna shoot to k!ll
cause right now i don’t give a f-ck n-gg-
you talking down cause i’m up
lame -ss f-ck n-gg-
mad at me for being me?
silly -ss lil dumb n-gg-
i don’t care if you 6
cause 2 of ya’ll equal 12
andrew luck with it
we use to be bool
f-ck what we was n-gg-
i got k!llers on the frontline throwing up red
i got all your hoes, b-tch that’s why you upset?
you talk talk talk, n-gg- what’s next?
put this 40 to your chest
catch you slipping by yourself
ain’t no calling for help
i get to cutting like a chef
n-gg- wanna try to put me down
just to up hisself
n-gg- you must not be happy with yourself
b-tch if it happen i’m the ref
i ain’t never had beef b-tch it got to this sh-t
n-gg- is you mad cause i don’t entertain you lame -ss n-gg-s
or it could be bout a b-tch
b-tch you can’t catch what i’m throwing
i ain’t talking bout my fist
if i feel like i can’t beat em
friday, hit em with a brick
i ain’t worried bout a loss
i’m tryna take it to a homicide
will your homies ride?
if they around you and your homies die
thing is you don’t know me guy
i need to know the motive
b-tch tell me why
you was my n-gg-
switched up in front of my eyes
that’s how i see it
sh-t wasn’t no suprise
if i pull up show my face
i don’t need a disguise
if i’m mad you gotta die
you n-gg-s sad
don’t try to hide
they say youngin you do the most
just cause he hating you shooting los?
n-gg-s hating over hoes
n-gg- ain’t paying for his clothes
you ain’t hard cause you take it
you’s a hoe
i just thought that you should know
sniper gang or i shoot from close
b-tch i hate you and its evident
try to calm down
i’m sipping medicine
n-body care if you die
you ain’t relevant
i’ll pull up with this heavy sh-t
shoot up your mamma house like she got a death wish
i want your b-tch to myself
cause i’m selfish
don’t give a f-ck
middle fingers up, i’m reckless
somebody sneezed?
lord bless em
cause right now i’m thinking shoot or shot
so b-tch it’s do or die
best thing you can do is hide
but my goal is for you o die
i don’t even f-ck with you
why you gotta lie
n-gg-s asking why i’m beefing
sh-t i don’t even know why
but sh-t like this one gone die
i want him dead so imma try to leave em leaking
with a swole eye
i wanna see dead bodies no lie
god is real
i got this steel
i’ll make your f-cking soul fly
bold guy?
hold your nose
don’t speak on what you don’t know
and you a b-tch, and a hoe

- rich youngboy lyrics

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