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rude - remix - vi seconds lyrics

[verse 1: moxas]
yuh
you f*cking with me you a goner
man i should apologize really for k!lling these b*tches
i’m sorry your honor
and i got your b*tch and it’s getting real hot
but i promise we not in a sauna
and trust if you talking to me but you ain’t got a check
then you telling me nada
go talk to the heavenly father
i step in heaven now heaven is hotter
pull up to the 7*eleven i’m whipping the whip
in the back is your daughter
i might send her back to a n*gga but she gone be wearing
some sh*t that i bought her
and if you see me on the streets then do not say what’s up
i don’t like to be bothered
and b*tch i’m a modder
f*ck around you can get attacked
if you give me any money you won’t get it back
think you really in my league what kinda sh*t is that?
get a hazmat ‘cuz i’m too sick
puking
flow got me looking so putrid
who gives
two sh*ts
phone got me yelling out “who this?”
[verse 2: imdontai]
get back n*gga no you don’t want none
kit kat my b*tch black i’mma break her
baby saw my bank she said it’s made up
d*mn i look good i don’t need makeup
me and vi back at it like a [?] on the gram
i don’t want your news i don’t wanna be friends
you can talk to the hand abandon my pants
they like to expand, uh
flow hit you outta this planet
you crashing through mars unbelievable damage
you can’t understand it you asking your parents
the bass is outstanding yo momma a karen
“please, hey police
two n*ggas from what i see
they od
they out in my neighborhood disturbing the peace”
yeah i disturb the peace
i’m murdering
while leaving every white tee burgundy
the white b*tch need surgery
you heard of me?
i flow like a b*tterfly sting like a needle
i stay with that iron like i was magneto
i’m here to wipe out a percentage of people
i know i sound crazy
(but i*i’m not evil, i…)
well maybe a little bit
it’s hit or miss
i’m sick of these little kids
these little sh*ts
i wanna cut ’em up
to itty bitty bits
and feed ’em to the dogs
like little kiddy sips
i say i’m the best they throwing hissy fits
the flow like water sink the bigger ships
i’m that petty i got the quickest lip
if rap was rats well then i’m pickle rick, ayy
if i got opps, they really keep it under wraps
‘cuz they know i’m petty and toxic and my
fans is worse than that
you talking sh*t then i will rain down fury upon that ass
i write on my free time
and still body you with my raps, n*gga
[verse 3: vi seconds]
and i body you in general
thinking you can match
n*gga must be off an edible
your name ring bells
well the story is [?]
hear about mine and the ring is incredible
a bad one in the [?]
when i come up, she heard i got the best of views
and she love the way the light hit the vegetables
now she on her back showing me her [?]
i get play like sophocles
i don’t want her if the b*tch got a lot of fleas
i get a lot of it, money ain’t a lot to me
my bag on some sh*t like [?]
i’m the n*gga that you gotta do a lot to see
so women really want to hang like apostrophe
and i dot my i’s and i cross my t’s
mom made sure i never had a pot to pee
i had a toilet
watch the way i work the room
you know something bad if you heard the boom
i turn your music down but i turn into
a straight god
and you gone have to learn it soon
you got a problem b*tch, well you not the issue
and your b*tch wanna grapple like she try ju*jitsu
got a squad of pitbulls, i seen your gang
quite frankly you look like a squad of sh*tzus
who don’t got a pistol
the 9 will kiss you
and i put shorty right back by my crystals
here’s a lesson ya’ll
it’s like i’m your teacher
you don’t leave unless i dismiss you
if i got you kids can’t match the speech
match the [?]
you hating a masterpiece
i lead the pack
that’s why they always after me
when i talk about it leave the message at the beep
[outro: vi seconds]
i’m that dude, b*tch
i ain’t rude, b*tch
all my money blue, b*tch
i ain’t rude, b*tch
i’m that dude, b*tch
i ain’t rude, b*tch
all my money blue, b*tch

- vi seconds lyrics

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