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warning shots - vons wrld lyrics

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[intro]
haha
i ain’t even want to make this sh*t, bro
but n*ggas can’t shut their f*cking mouth, ha
hee!

[verse 1]
i made a vow that n*ggas never get my time of day
p*ssy n*ggas always got to talk and got something to say
talking sh*t about a n*gga, never say it to my face
so let me spit this hot sh*t right quick and then drive off to the bank

[verse 2]
let’s talk ‘bout what you did a few years ago
in the bathroom stall, you was in a ho like an embryo
sending temu links, man, my n*gga you are really broke
but, b*tch i was made to get that paper like an envelope
fake producer n*ggas tried to charge me with some bullsh*t
watch mе up the .40 then i hit ‘em with a full clip
i just bеat a case lil n*gga you couldn’t do sh*t
or i could’ve did the race lil n*gga you should’ve knew this (tayk)

[verse 3]
i done seen my dawg, uh, turn to a snake
uh, k!ll a n*gga then i run, man, i feel like tay k
we up in utah, with no jazz, but you know i got ak
p*ssy n*gga tall for nothing and his mom want to give me face
uh, yeah, you ain’t getting money though
p*ssy n*gga hate me ‘cause i’m in his b*tch like embryo
when you f*cked an ugly b*tch you lost some pieces of your soul
and yo dawg, he get no p*ssy, and he really get no hoes
[verse 4]
if i really want to, lil n*gga, i’d be your dad
i remember i tried to put you on, the hoes said it was bad
i remember i was solid when them n*ggas beat ya ass
and then you tried to play me like i’m not just getting cash (getting money)

[verse 5]
ha, yeah, i beat you there
we was laughing at ya message while ya b*tch was in my hair
when she see me up in public, biting lips, and she just stare
and i took her to the whip, she doing tricks, i’m pulling hair
ay, uh, mr. 5 don’t say sh*t
i know you sick but i’m gon’ ball just like a cancer patient
you couldn’t hold me down, even if you gravitation
all caps gon’ fly around in this b*tch like graduation (boom, boom, boom, boom)

[verse 6]
n*gga, i’ma keep on getting busy
i’ma keep on counting blues, and i put on for my city
but n*gga this a warning shot, it won’t get really pretty
and you always around men, b*tch reminding me of—

[outro]
haha, can’t even say that one right there
you reminding me of, who?
uh*huh, uh*huh, yeah
uh*huh
uh*huh
hee!

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