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push up - steezodagoat lyrics

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push up
i don’t fw b-tch n-gg-s
i can’t rock wit p-ss-es
you start some sh-t can’t even finish
if it’s up there you kno we gone get you
and we don’t beef over b-tches
we bring smoke when it come to them digits
shooters k!ll you for a 50
big drum hold 50
that’s how we came up in the trenches
i’m talking that sh-t and i live it
i got a glock wit extensions
beam on that b-tch i’m not missing
beat the p-ssy she pur like a kitten
she legit hide the work in her mittens
n-gg-s be acting pretending
claim he bang but he really not wit it

st–zo he right there shoot em
blick up the crib now they moving
flair go dumb stupid
yo boy got hit and you ain’t do nun
b-tch i been rapping bout 2 months
my glock dirty think i need a new gun
i’m the man of my city b-tch who run it
if he want smoke tellem shoot sum
i just might hit the block n-gg- w a new drum
hit em twice now that b-tch needa new son
serving sticky out da whip like good gum
dex let’s go we sliding
i’m on the block aine hiding
real opps dying got me smiling
he gone k!ll me i doubt it highly
manorbury come thru shining
jaytodd in the back w yo b-tch
dk got her eating d-ck
dee we gone slide out the whip
shoes b-tch tied b-tch i can’t trip
ima just pull up and buss off the rip
retros on me got drip
pack doing summersalts flips

i don’t fw b-tch n-gg-s
i can’t rock wit p-ss-es
you start some sh-t can’t even finish
if it’s up there you kno we gone get you
and we don’t beef over b-tches
we bring smoke when it come to them digits
shooters k!ll you for a 50
big drum hold 50
that’s how we came up in the trenches
i’m talking that sh-t and i live it
i got a glock wit extensions
beam on that b-tch i’m not missing
beat the p-ssy she pur like a kitten
she legit hide the work in her mittens
n-gg-s be acting pretending
claim he bang but he really not wit it

he too lame for the cap i don’t feel it
this ain’t fifa no time to be kicking
ima spend on a bend wit my n-gg-s
catching yo slipping better stay on yo pivot
bust yo brains wit da stick in the glizzy
yea all my n-gg-s we wit it
don’t mistake us p-ssy lil n-gg-
walk down slide we creeping n-gg-
bluddeddd shots fired they bleeding n-gg-q
like im artist i’ll pain yo picture
2 twin glocks they wit me lil n-gg-
i be running thru these dog hoes
one time i had 2 b-tches
crank them both and they was sisters
i got molly mixed wit liquor
finna boot up we drop me a 30
walk da stick kno i keep me a 30
all black ina ghost i feel like kirby
yeaaa these n-gg-s be bluffing they always faking
this sh-t rare ima 90s baby
st–zodagoat kept that 380!

b-tch i’m the plug like i’m working wit cable
steady spinnin on sh-t they dead or disabled
blick up the spot send you up wit your maker
smoking on sack 93 from jamaica
n-gg- talk down cause they kno i’m the greatest
i just f-ck on yo b-tch and she swallowed the babies

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