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everybody - shittyboyz lyrics

[intro: babytron]
aye, aye, sh*ttyboyz

[verse 1: babytron]
woke up to a plan, threw my tech on
big ass triple s, don’t get stepped on
speak up, i’m outta town in a dead zone
and if it’s up then it’s stuck, give ’em a headstone
touchdown, end zone, feel like gronkowski
i could call my hitman, b*tch i’m tron [?]
hit the clerk with some fire, had her stop dropping
when i hit with the punch, i am not boxing

[verse 2: trdee]
she threw the neck, now my toes throwing gang signs
if she ain’t thick, she can’t get into my line*up
don’t compare to no n*ggas catching up, they still behind us
my b*tch punching sh*t, i think i f*cked a ronda rousey
a ronda rousey, tripping in the [?]
just had a trust fall but i’m finna catch a body
when the lights getting cold, they finna deal molly
only stick that you had, that you popped, was lolli

[verse 3: stanwill]
i think i’m finna shoot to atl
you punch your first lift, boy you late as h*ll
shooter passing out smoke, better not inhale
whole gang locked in but we ain’t in jail
punched three x’s, shout out p*rnhub
fire ass 201 work, we on the store run
threw a broomstick in the chop like my [?]
doing mathematics in my [?] i’m a dork
[verse 4: babytron]
ar with the drum, sick i came lieutenant
b*tch a head hunter, said she came two*handed
punch, punch, b*tch i’m sick, i’m too aggressive
this new cpn fire, finna do the lexus
i’m on fire, my b*tch on fire, car’s on fire
if i hit neiman’s with a * i’ma start a fire
man, this lil’ b*tch foul, finna disqualify her
pushing work with my skinny ass, my arms so tired

[verse 5: trdee]
the [?] got cash and i put that on my momma
[?] fight demons, feel just like osama
up early getting the package, i’m still in my pajamas
i can’t associate with a b*tch that love being in drama
who said you a goat? who put that on your resume?
woke up like hmm, who should i sh*t on today?
momma like, “son, why you ain’t go to work today?”
told her ma, i can make money each and every other way

[verse 6: stanwill]
i can make it off the 201’s or the grandmothers
tombstone with the chop, he got slammed under
on any given day, i’ma scam something
blake griffin with the visa work, this b*tch slam dunking
slam dunking hoes, i ain’t laying up
hit the site with a punch, i’m a super saiyan son
punch a uber for a b*tch, she tryna stay or something?
god bless the scams, boy i think i’m finna pray or something

- shittyboyz lyrics

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