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fuckboy - trxppy almighty lyrics

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“pull up on yo block
we see them n*ggas we letting off shots
pistol be freaky that b*tch it be bussing
one squeeze and it’s burning yo ass like a thot
she loving my swag i be dripping like snot
i’m finna cum she don’t want me to stop
no talking to twelve we be riding too hot
kept running his mouth and that n*gga got popped

forever we bang until the day we get dropped
dope for the low hit me up when you shop
got what you need if you ready to cop
smoking that reggie lil n*gga just stop
i promise i’m running through cash i can’t slow down
looked up and spent my whole check on some rocks
toting the semi you know that b*tch c*cked
living in war zones that sh*t will get hot
n*ggas be lurking and flipping them blocks
if my n*ggas catch him it’s off with his top
never be lacking we move with our eyes up
the minute you drop them the day you get shot
b*tches they going and f*cking the squad
hit from the back when i link with your broad
don’t got to try when they f*ck on the first night
see the police and i’m bussing a right
ain’t pulling over we toting them pipes
my city so hot n*ggas steady get miked
now we in traffic was riding them bikes
who want some action we ready to slide
middle of wartime them n*ggas was hiding
know it’s on sight so be ready to die
been through so much that i can’t even cry
who you gone call when it’s time to survive
pull up on yo block
we see them n*ggas we letting off shots
pistol be freaky that b*tch it be bussing
one squeeze and it’s burning yo ass like a thot
she loving my swag i be dripping like snot
i’m finna cum she don’t want me to stop
no talking to twelve we be riding too hot
kept running his mouth and that n*gga got popped

rup up that check b*tch i need me some guap
i used to pour up a deuce in my pop
mixing that drank b*tch i feel like your pops
we cannot kick it i don’t give these n*ggas no tickets
she pull out my d*ck get to l!cking
you ain’t my b*tch why the f*ck is you tripping
clapping them cheeks then i’m dipping
jugging this sh*t got this money just flipping
watch what you say when you’re talking to me
got my hand on the trigger and i’m itching
know that’s your life what you risking
stay in your house where you safe
break in your crib for your safe
i will not catch me a case
tay*k we doing the race
get the f*ck out of my face
running through checks and my b*tch got some expensive taste
n*ggas be soft like a vase
ready to crack under pressure
i’m changing the weather
b*tch if you was smart you’d do better
i’m tryna f*ck them together
never catch me chasing hoes
i get them wet no umbrella
stay in your place cuz these n*ggas be p*ssy
telling the police whatever
still f*ck the opps that’s forever”

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