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diva 3style - tb stacka lyrics

[voice note from tensei]
aye, you*
you f*ckin’ pickney make me proud, ya na?
hahahaha

[intro: tb stacka, sykosvn & bridga]
(hey)
is that you tb stacka, yeah?
(aye, big up tensei)
(oh my god, oh my god)
(oh my god, oh my god)
it’s bridga, man, got that, uhh (hey)

[verse 1: bridga & tb stacka]
put x in my cup, and i’m drinking this sh*t like ribena
bad lil one and she move like a diva
got a brownin’ and she move bare eager
want balenci’ and she giving me fila
can’t lie, i don’t even feel her
blacked out gle, amg
new four wheeler
bad habits, but i’ve got good intentions
bad b*tch wanna catch me in her mentions
vip, i stay in my section
glock 19, keep that for protection
glock 19, i got smith & wesson
n*ggas start singing to the feds like wstrn
i don’t care, man, i’m hitting her best friend
2 plus 2 coz she came with her bredrin (yo, yo)
[verse 2: sykosvn, bridga & tb stacka]
got an emo b*tch in the backseat
don’t know her dad, but she calling me daddy
caught that boy then he turned to an athlete
red dot on his face, you would think he had acne
me and kaybee tryna score on top
gonna swing that block with the rusty dots
with two things and the sl*tty thots
all of them tings gonna top me off
trap phone jumping, sh*t do a backflip
drugs in my bag so the feds don’t catch it
sn*tch it, xans got her moving ratchet
sh*t gets lit, no matchstick
i make the trap phone twerk and backflip
3.5 right in the spliff, can’t hack this
bro gotta move mad like we got tactics
active, still lay low with a bad b*tch

[verse 3: sykosvn & tb stacka]
like? huh
no way that i’m feelin’ this b*tch
feelin’ like 6, i was made for this sh*t
first n*gga my age with a rollie on wrist
she suckin’ on d*ck then you two kissed (mwah)
man, i got plenty of bricks (you know)
man, i stack plenty of chips
try violate, i got plenty of clips
she like whining her hips
2 plus 2, man, you know i put bine in the clip
(bine in the clip…)
like, huh, like, huh, like, huh
f*ckin’ that girl then i’m f*ckin’ her best mate
sh*t be whatever like sinn6r & tensei
chop up a n*gga like sensei
18 inch, aim straight for your chest plate (hey)

- tb stacka lyrics

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