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disclaimer - sleazyworld go lyrics

disclaimer lyrics
[intro]
beef done got dedly
when i slid, the opps had b*tterfingers, they could not catch me
you would think the glizzy called net the way the glock wet him
pull up, get to dumpin’ this thirty until the glock steadies, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
ooh, ooh, ooh
man, they know what the f*ck goin’ on
ayy (drilltime, what you cookin’ up, n*gga?)

[chorus]
swap the glocks out for the dracs, the beef done got deadly
when i slid, the opps had b*tterfingers, they could not catch me
you would think the glizzy called net the way the glock wet him
pull up, get to dumpin’ this thirty until the glock steady
sleazy don’t do sh*t hе rap about, he cappin’ in them raps
ain’t nan’ n*gga alive right now could vouch for that
namе a n*gga played with me like i’m p*ssy, i got doubt in that
any n*gga speakin’ down on my name tryna get clout from that

[verse]
ayy, ayy, ayy, tryna get clout from me
f*ck around, lost his life for that fame, he was a clout dummy, crashin’
everybody wanna say i ain’t gotta pass him the glock
sneak dissin’, i’d be wrong if i start passin’ n*ggas shots
n*ggas don’t know me, but my name all in they mouth, get off my d*ck
i don’t expose hoes, if i did, half of you n*ggas’d be sick
keepin’ it p, i ain’t gon’ speak on what i did to your lil’ b*tch
n*ggas’ baby mamas got f*cked next to they kids, hoes ain’t sh*t, yeah
treat n*ggas’ block with these mops like we clean up
hit him all in the back of his head, his taper got cleaned up
dropped, “sliding,” since then, n*ggas ain’t been able to keep up
n*ggas be p*ssy, we treat ’em like hoes, we tell ’em link up
n*ggas ain’t gon’ pop sh*t but they b*tch
’cause she a fan, n*ggas can’t stand ’cause all they be playin’ is my sh*t
i know n*ggas don’t like me, i understand
’cause you a man and i was nuttin’ all in her mouth, them pretty white t**th
[chorus]
swap the glocks out for the dracs, the beef done got deadly
when i slid, the opps had b*tterfingers, they could not catch me
you would think the glizzy called net the way the glock wet him
pull up, get to dumpin’ this thirty until the glock steady
sleazy don’t do sh*t he rap about, he cappin’ in them raps
ain’t nan’ n*gga alive right now could vouch for that
name a n*gga played with me like i’m p*ssy, i got doubt in that
any n*gga speakin’ down on my name tryna get clout from that (drilltime, what you cookin’ up, n*gga?)

- sleazyworld go lyrics

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