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shells - shabazz pbg lyrics

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[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
yeah, trap, cell (trap), mac, no dell (let’s go)
leave a n-gga stale (stale), tec, no kel (keltec)
one hand, odell (one hand), slime, snail (slatt)
water, well, chain, can’t melt (let’s go)
glocks, in the mail
we send oppositions to h-ll (we do)
these n-ggas, they snitches, gon’ tell (let’s go)
’cause there is no hint on my sh-lls (bah)

[chorus: shabazz pbg]
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls (bah)
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls (bah)
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls (bah)
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls (bah)

[verse 2: shabazz pbg]
i keep sh-lls, send his -ss to h-ll
i got bales, i got clientele
pay you when it land, n-gga, i don’t trust the mail
get ’em in, get ’em gone, they don’t touch the scale
glock 27, got it custom with the rail
n-ggas playin’, i’ma deal with ’em
ar with a hundred, i’ma still get ’em
walk a n-gga down on that wild sh-t
bro got molly, sand tan, brown sh-t
b-boss up for a check, i feel like money man
hold up, leave the bank, hit the money dance
i’m off percs, i don’t f-ck with xans
in-in a sprinter, not a minivan
she f-ck with me ’cause i’m a winner, man
don’t f-ck with you ’cause you a mini-man
pakk boy gang got choppers like the taliban
i might work my wrist and serve it hand to hand

[chorus: shabazz pbg]
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls

[verse 3: lil uzi vert]
mask on my face when we run in yo’ place
and we need every combination to the safe
and then if you cooperate everyone safe
got a spanish b-tch, yeah, she love giving me face
i said “little b-tch, do you like how this sh-t tastes?”
she said “uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, y seis”
tryna figure out how i’m gon’ get out my deal
i’m a bad boy, a reverend, i feel like i’m ma$e
your b-tch with me but she gotta leave by 8
’cause you know lil uzi do not walk with no cape
don’t rock no bape but my n-ggas, they apes
and we walk with bananas that bust at yo’ grape
atlantic, pacific and indian ocean gon’ lay on my neck
lil’ b-tch, this not a lake
the slowest car i got is probably a h-llcat
and if you want do it, we probably could race (skrrt)
and if you gon’ hate, n-gga, then hate
don’t let me f-ck, then lil’ b-tch, you is bait
don’t wanna talk, no, i don’t want debate
bro flip the bricks just like raf flipped the straight
i made a million right there on a sunday
woke up, i made two million on a monday
you is my son, you will be me, um, one day
i am too humble, n-gga, that’s my feng shui

[chorus: shabazz pbg]
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls
sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls, sh-lls

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