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rws (really wack shit) - stevedastoner lyrics

rayshot in the building

[intro]
wooh woh
wooh woh
wooh woh
woah hold on
woah hold on
woah hold on
woah hold on
woah hold on

[chorus]
really wack sh*t
two glocks make’em do a backflip
we the ones really eating, n*gga’s fasting
caught a body ’23, that was last year
play with us, n*gga’s dying now
big jay re*ing up, tryna buy me out
playboy out of town, tryna fly him out
and we sharing hoes, ain’t no fallin’ out

[verse 1]
bigmoney in the d, he with vezz, he with tee
tell ’em f*ck a verse, see if we can get ’em cheap
n*gga’s wanna plea, they don’t wanna keep it street
if i’m ever feeling froggy, you gon see a n*gga leap
when i’m in the city, i’m with 50
d*ck inside them glocks, we gon pull up with them diddy’s
power in that tommy, we gon hit you with that 50
heard he was folks got you smoked by a gd (huh?)
[chorus]
really wack sh*t (let’s go)
two glocks make ’em do a backflip (do a backflip)
we the ones really eating, n*gga’s fasting (n*gga’s fasting)
caught a body ’23, that was last year (that was last year)
play with us, n*gga’s dying now (right now)
big jay re*ing up, tryna buy me out (let’s go)
playboy out of town, tryna fly him out (oh)
and we sharing hoes, ain’t no fallin’ out (oh)

[verse 2]
vern still slimy (uh*huh)
you get robbed in the city, he behind it
you*you got money on his head, we can find him
clip longer than the hair on pocahontas (uh*huh, let’s go)
b*tches still going, n*gga’s still folding
i’m the one designer on my moves like i’m rick owens (let’s go)
w*when it’s beef, i ain’t showing no emotions (no emotions)
p*put a 50 on that b*tch to keep blowing (boom, boom, boom)
i can’t trust a soul f*cking right here
in the kitchen going crazy like a hypeman
porsche said she like to ride me like a cayenne
it’s hard to move out the hood when you boxed in

[chorus]
really wack sh*t (really wack sh*t)
two glocks make ’em do a backflip (oh)
w*we the ones really eating, n*gga’s fasting (n*gga’s fast)
caught a body ’23, that was last year (that was last year)
play with us, n*gga’s dying now (let’s go)
big jay re*ing up, tryna buy me out (oh)
playboy out of town, tryna fly him out (oh)
and we sharing hoes, ain’t no falling out (oh)
[outro]
really wack sh*t!

- stevedastoner lyrics

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