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bagel breath - rvmbo lyrics

[intro]
f-ck it’s rvmbo
hi i’m chucky wanna play?
tr-tr-trap-a-holics
(female moan)
(female voice “l-l-low-low-key”)

[verse 1:rvmbo]
i don’t give a f-ck you bagel breath -ss hoe
stackin’ all my money, 10k for a show
i got model b-tches and they givin’ me that blow
suckin me all up she got c-m in her nose
strolling through the garden got a shed full of hoes
walking in these streets all these n-ggas are my foe
lookin at my neck and its covered in gold
all of my jewelry you know that is froze
she slurpin’ and burpin’ she can’t even talk
rubbin’ and touchin’ all up on my c-ck
got a white b-tch on my d-ck call it ant on a log
don’t give a f-ck ’cause i’m puffin on smog
pull out my glock and you b-tches gon’ jog
before i unload you best hope that it clog
all of my n-ggas are huffin on dank
look at that p-ssy that sh-t is so pink
young pimp rollin up in the mink
no b-tch give a f-ck what ‘cha think
i don’t really care if i’m being quite frank
you already know my weed f-ckin’ stank
i’m pulling up with glock and i’m at the bank
gonna rob your -ss ’cause i need the sh-t quick
gonna make a pack and flip it for low
yeah, all my homies they sippin on ‘dro
gonna hit the gas and i swerve off
140 hit the gas swerve off
you on the curb and you walking
i met your girl at the spot

robbin’ that b-tch for the low
suck on my d-ck she a hoe
take her to the crib and i dip
she ‘gon suck on my d-ck

[verse 2:cpn-koro]
(female voice “lowkey”x2)
yuh!
p-ssy n-gga ima run it up play bunny
makin’ jokes all day n-gga you ain’t funny
tryna buy a gram for a 10 you a dummy
n-gga bets all day ‘n’ nite kid (day n’ nite)
when i beat that n-gga ima leave him straight bl–dy
if he want a problem know that n-gga better study
know that boy smelly he be reekin’ like a queef
n-gga better get a gun if he really want some beef
in the barbershop like my name chief keef, yuh, hair long pink mouth little peep yuh
24 gram n-gga know i ain’t cheap
if you got an issue n-gga better make it quick
i’m beatin’ his -ss make him cry like a b-tch
rippin’ me off know my finger will itch
blue money pockets like lilo & st-tch
bury that man if i know he a snitch
tear that girl up make her chirp like a birdie
eyes always low cause you know my sprite dirty
f-ck on your moms at exactly 7:30
stab her in the throat i don’t need no f-ckin’ 30

[outro]
f-ggot!
need no thirty n-gga
absolutely none!

- rvmbo lyrics

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