stfu/xxzxcuzx me - syrealugly lyrics
[verse]
these n*ggas just talk, they ain’t working that gun
i’ll walk to they sh*t, now i’m shooting for fun
he seen the stick and he tried to run
i’m f*cking this b*tch, i’ll f*ck up her bun
i’m posted with [?], yeah, we on the run
i’ll spin through they, trying to [?] my son
i’ll spin on they [?], trying to k!ll them boys
got a g17, i don’t tote on no toys, see me a dot, he tried to avoid
just called up cuz off the motherf*cking droid
you on my phone? b*tch, got me annoyed
he dropped the lo’, his sh*t get destroyed
we come through bombing that sh*t, black prez like obama and sh*t
my youngings will shoot at your momma and sh*t
he tried to run, got hit with the stuck, get in the huddle, i’m sending a blitz
get in the huddle, it’s time for a play, one of these n*ggas is dying today
i feel like [?], i tote on the k, i’m finna paint sh*t black like kray
these n*ggas be riding d*ck like they g*y
walk down gang, ain’t much to say, i need the guap like andale
she trying to f*ck on me andale, she want to f*ck on my partner too
call up bro with the g22, he seen the [?], he ain’t know what to do
i’m with my dog like scooby doo, i’m with my dog like cujo
got so high, b*tch, i landed on pluto, keep me a stick, i ain’t doing no judo
b*tch, i’m the goat, but you already knew though
hop on the beat, i don’t sing like bruno, hop on the beat and i talk my sh*t
posted with bro, he just popped a flat, he tried to spin, but his tires flat
walk down with michael myers’ mask, i’m in the cut, i’m blowing on gas
i’m in the cut, b*tches throwing ass, wherever i go, i’m toting the gat
shoutout cuz, i’m leaving them splashed, f*ck that ho’, ’cause she’s a gnat
you can’t get your partner back, nadass ho’, this b*tch a brat
223’s knock off your hat, you know sy don’t like to chat
n*ggas p*ssy like a cat, you beat your b*tch, i beat the pack
rip, i never lack, call my dog, he get your hat
put like two up on your dome, they gon’ pull up to your home
got my chrome, i’m not alone, bullets faster than a metronome
bad b*tch say she love my cologne, call up dot, he get n*ggas gone
call up syy, he’ll shoot at your dome, got more traps than home alone
told that b*tch i just want some dome, i like all my b*tches grown
you know lil syy well known, you know [?], it’s something well known
got juggs up in my cellphone, b*tches in my cellphone
we got packs here, come shop
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