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bubbling - t lb$ lyrics

[verse 1: t lb$]
[?] on my sister, we ain’t talked in weeks
i wrote this sh*t vibing, i [?] f*ck this beat
[?] nothing cheep
eight of wok, split that with my b*tch before we go to sleep
said she want 40 for the p*ssy, so i know it’s weak
asked me could she get a perc for 40? b*tch, i need [?]
your b*tch, she can never [?] she addicted to beans
my cousin got shot, now he always get the script from me

[verse 2: louie ray]
yeah i’m back up
pistol on me now, call for backup
by the time i make it there, [?] stretch from [?]
ri called me like “what’s going on?” i threw a tantrem
shot a couple n*ggas [?] random
ok the straightest hoеs [?] flint, i done had them
f*ck her with an aditudе, i blew another magnom
the way i f*ck the money up, [?] another magnom
n*gga, i’m the good son, ri the bad one

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
my brother ray the cool child, i’m the mad one
we always rapping ’bout a body, b*tch, i had one
who got some clean bricks? i grab one
it be hard for me to chase a b*tch, i got azma
used to be a broke n*gga, selling plaza
now i’m riding through the neighborhood in a phantom
hit a b*tch last night, ain’t know her name, she look like a jasmine
a n*gga take something from me, must want [?]
[verse 4: t lb$]
my ex left me hanging in the joint, i don’t need that b*tch
getting money and i’m living different, i don’t need no l!cks
social distance from these broke hoes, don’t ask e sh*t
p*ssy, you is not a trendsetter, you really a b*tch
quarter pointed, but you beat the case, you really a snitch
hold a n*gga in the county jail, i need [?]
off the molly, baby went to sleep, so you know that i’m p*ssed
this b*tch sell [?] she don’t just strip

[verse 5: louie ray]
despite this rap sh*t, i still trap
3 [?] 38’s, 40’s all clap
i ain’t tryna hear what dawg talking ’bout, it’s all [?]
[?] stacks, n*ggas come from all that
n*gga think he going [?] back
outa town doing features, bringing all the whites back
pulling n*ggas to the side, like where the off white at?
in talito with it on me, and a baseball [?]

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
don’t believe what n*ggas saying, it’s all baseball cap
oh your n*gga got some money? i take dawg racks
made a k!lling last year, selling fake dawg packs
my n*gga going outa town, bringing fentinal back
busting in your b*tch mouth, probably why her jaw’s fat
woke up in a b*tch house, don’t know where my draws at
only on the backstreets, i don’t be where the laws at
i just missed out on a pint, let me call paul back

- t lb lyrics

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