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​vitality! - sadfriendd & dxrk ダーク lyrics

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[chorus]
ayy, i could die ’bout respect
motherf*cker (ayy, ayy, wait) run up, put it all on his head
please get your b*tch (ayy, wait) ’cause your ho is upset
and i’m finna blow up, b*tch, watch where you step
wh*whips turn into a mo’f*cking ‘vette
off with his head, i could lift up my tec
face dripping blood (ayy, wait), shedding tears, shedding sweat
two [?] break a round on his head (ayy)

[verse 1]
stompin’ on the ground (ayy, wait) in the mo’f*ckin’ pit
blood puddle on the ground now it’s blood on my rick’s
i’m (ayy, ayy, wait) just in the room, and my peers all rich
i’ma punch him in the mouth till i break (wait) my fists
f*ck it, i’m getting the bag (wait, ayy), [?]
got your b*tch on me and she bustin’ it down on my lap
got the trap jumpin’ like i’m movin’ with kangaroo jack
and you wanna say sh*t to my face, we runnin’ it back (wait)
got a bad b*tch on me, i don’t wanna boast, uh
she don’t give a f*ck, shе gon’ blow me for a buck
keep a glock to my waist, if it’s up then it’s up
if i spin on yo’ block, keep that d*ck on me tuckеd
got my hands on the stick (ayy, wait), as i wash away the blood
and i’m gettin’ to the bag, had to get it out the mud
at the crib with a b*tch, but she only wanna f*ck
and i got a vendetta, b*tch, if it’s up then it’s up
[chorus]
ayy, i could die ’bout respect
motherf*cker (ayy, ayy, wait) run up, put it all on his head
please get your b*tch (ayy, wait) ’cause your ho is upset
and i’m finna blow up, b*tch, watch where you step
wh*whips turn into a mo’f*cking ‘vette
off with his head, i could lift up my tec
face dripping blood (ayy, wait), shedding tears, shedding sweat
two [?] break a round on his head (ayy)

[verse 2]
at the top, you ain’t even on the ranks
bad b*tch on me (wait, ayy) tryna put it on my face
got a mask on my face when i’m runnin’ through your place (wait)
motherf*ckers wanna copy, motherf*ckers tryna chase (wait)
gettin’ to the bag, lil’ b*tch want a taste (wait)
got a glock 45 and a mac on the waist
ar*15 (ayy) with a mac to your face (wait)
bullet hit him in the head like a smack to ya face (wait)
one, two, three, that’s a man down
came with a glock, motherf*cker put your hands down
[?] running up a bank now (ayy)
i keep more sticks than the motherf*ckin’ bank now

[chorus]
ayy, i could die ’bout respect
motherf*cker (ayy, ayy, wait) run up, put it all on his head
please get your b*tch (ayy, wait) ’cause your ho is upset
and i’m finna blow up, b*tch, watch where you step
watch where you step

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