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laugh at it - texako lyrics

[intro]
(dylvinci got the code)
huh, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
n*ggas want beef, well i told him to pull up
called the phone, lil’ n*gga ain’t pick up
wanna be grown, get dropped by a real n*gga
summer vacation, you still ain’t learn yo lesson
i don’t know who this n*gga testin’
i tote glocks and smith & wessons
stick got cancer, n*gga like a patient
n*ggas be internet, they fakin’
n*ggas be dissin’ me with jokes, but i got facts, you n*ggas can’t take it
swear to god i ain’t pick you up from ya mom in atlanta n*gga
swear to god you wasn’t asking to hold n*ggas sticks when they pointed the camera n*gga
swear to god you not fake bangin’, you ain’t really blood, you panic n*gga
my glock got a light on it, with a flash light, panoramic n*gga
i swear to god i can’t stand n*ggas, beforе i made a song about them band n*ggas
you see my palm, that’s light n*gga, you get smackеd with the upper hand n*gga

[interlude]
man f*ck these n*ggas talkin’ about bruh?
i really don’t be on no beef sh*t n*gga, i really be, like out here
outside n*gga, lookin’ at the sun
n*ggas need to go outside
the f*ck?
n*ggas lame
[verse 2]
n*gga live for the internet, that sh*t, it can’t be me
makin’ jokes ’bout a fit, [?] but in real life this n*gga can’t see me
i got the hands, n*ggas can’t be me
a couple months, n*ggas wanna be bros, but now they wanna get clout and switch up, just so funny to me
n*ggas is hoes, its something to me
i’ma pimp this b*tch like a p*i*m*p
you ain’t even eighteen, you ain’t got id
boy buy what before you try to buy me
lost two n*ggas this month, this sh*t get rough
my mental ain’t feelin’ the same
n*gga might try me, that hemi go bang
i told that lil’ n*gga i do not play games
this not a game system n*gga, when you check out you don’t get to resp*wn
i’ma look down on you b*tch ass n*ggas who talk on the neck, ’cause i’m really a dawn
these n*ggas be pc rappers, they roleplay and they play valorant
i play this game and that sh*t called real life
if you play try it promise it won’t end right
i called him up, he wouldn’t answer
text his phone, he wouldn’t reply
but he quick to run on twitter, man i can’t be one of them guys
b*tch i’m really with the sh*ts, i’m never inside, never petrified
ask the last n*gga who tried to shoot me, now that boy dead in the sky
n*ggas don’t know me, that’s a lie
i don’t got a son, n*ggas [?] hit me up when they needed a ride
i ain’t never talked down on no lil’ n*gga, i’m not [?]
you give a n*gga ride, and these n*ggas deceiving
swear to god these n*ggas not yo people, haha
[outro]
yeah
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout no b*tch, man
i really be in the streets, n*gga
you know we gotta go eat n*gga
not no internet n*gga
like i don’t know why n*ggas be thinkin’ that
the f*ck? grow up

- texako lyrics

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