taliban/not equal - rockstar gee, xennjugo, yung $u$hi, & hollowshawdy lyrics
[chorus: rockstar gee]
yeah, bro, we’re not equal
stick in the backseat, b*tch, i’ll delete you
b*tch, don’t make me see you
run up in yo’ crib, then i will leave you
you say “f*ck 12,” you call them so quickly
i’m gon’ stay packin, got a glock with a .50
if that boy tryna hit, he could miss me (terrorists win)
that b*tch too p*ssy (caution)
[verse 1: xennjugo]
whoa, whoa, whoa
posted up with the motherf*ckin’ caution gang
yeah, yeah, yeah
glock leave three holes just like tay*k
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
feel like taliban, b*tch i keep a f*ckin’ ak
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
pull up with that ruger, shoot that motherf*ckin’ broad day
[chorus: rockstar gee]
yeah, bro, we’re not еqual
stick in the backseat, b*tch, i’ll delеte you
b*tch, don’t make me see you
run up in yo’ crib, then i will leave you
c*c*c*c*c*c*c*c*call them so quickly
i’m gon’ stay packin, got a glock with a .50
if that boy tryna hit, he could miss me
that b*tch too p*ssy
[verse 2: yung $u$hi]
i don’t need no other gang, i got caution
why you talkin’ sh*t? i guess you get shot, uh
your baby mama on my f*ckin’ d*ck, uh
i got straps like the taliban, you can f*ckin’ hit, uh
lil’ b*tch, what you thinkin’ ’bout
i pull up with my boys, we be freakin’ out
i got two straps on either side
when i pull up with them sticks, i’m finna make it rip, yeah
[verse 3: hollowshawdy]
keep the blade on me like a muh’f*ckin’ samurai
pull up to the party with the squad and you finna die
posted up with $u$hi, luvvak*ma, both by my side, yeah
yeah, lil’ shawty so bad, i just wanna f*ckin’ pipe
we are not equal, we are not equal
yeah, we are not equal, we are not equal
yeah, we are not equal, we are not equal
yeah, we are not equal, we are not equal (caution)
[chorus: rockstar gee & xennjugo]
yeah, bro, we’re not equal
stick in the backseat, b*tch, i’ll delete you (bro, we’re not equal)
b*tch, don’t make me see you
run up in yo’ crib, then i will leave you
c*c*c*c*c*c*c*c*call them so quickly
i’m gon’ stay packin, got a glock with a .50
if that boy tryna hit, he could miss me
that b*tch too p*ssy
[outro]
caution
terrorists win
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