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v1 - splitzismyname lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
yeah, i’m in the field like a vet
it’s just my opinion, so why is you pressed?
the hollow tip bullets stay piercing his neck
if you slide on my block, it’s shots out of the tec
if that n*gga talk, that n*gga get decked
i call that boy ralph, cause he getting wrecked
i call him a list, cause n*gga get checked
if that n*gga talk, shots out of the tec
whatever hе claiming, it isn’t correct
b*tch it’s going down if you f*ck with my set
and you claim to be with it, thеn what do you rep?
if you slide to my block, hollow tips to your head
and we send out the shotty until he is dead
and he say that he tired, we send him to bed
and i chill with your thot and she giving me head
when i slide to his block, he don’t know what he said
and the glocky mechanical, fill him with lead
when i slide to his block, it gon fill him with dread
and they call me an artist, i’m painting him red
and i’m painting his blood like i’m pablo picasso
and you claim to be with it but you know you not though
if that n*gga skate, shots out of the glock, hoe
how many hoes you got n*gga? cuatro
b*tch i am a pimp, lil n*gga i got hoes
you say you got opps, how many you shot though?
you say you got opps, how many you popped though?
that scary ass n*gga be looking like popgoes
the chopper is hungry, it cook like a pop*tart
you claim to be “gangy” lil n*gga, you not hard
i keep me a bomb like my name is omar
a n*gga walk down, that n*gga won’t go far
lil scary ass n*gga got turned to a ghost
the chopper it’s flashing it turn him to toast
i keep me a h*rn cause they call me the g.o.a.t
and i’m strapped with this “fah” he don’t know where to go
and that n*gga a b*tch, he gon b*tch for a hoe
i’mma f*ck her one time and then she gotta go
and these n*ggas be clones cause they stealing my flow
put that boy in the garden cause he is a hoe
and that n*gga a snitch, he gon tell them who did it
i got a big glocky tuck under my kitchen
if that n*gga talk, then i’m leaving him missing
i got a stick, so n*gga stop b*tching
you get shot like a goose, so n*gga start ducking
these n*ggas be pedos, that sh*t is disgusting
i’ll bury that n*gga then murder his cousin
and i’ll up on the glock if that n*gga say something
i blow up his spot and i feel like an afghan
that n*gga a b*tch, he not in the trap, man
if he want a problem, we solve it like math, man
if that n*gga talk, i’ll beat him like kankan
just like an athlete, he running his mouth
send shots out the glock when i’m in the south
put him on the news, i’m giving him clout
i got a big glock, i’mma show what i’m bout

- splitzismyname lyrics

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