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so you see - xal3x lyrics

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[intro]
ay
caligo
yeah

[pre*chorus]
we runnin’ up the stairs, boy we are steppin’ up
don’t come out closets, we out here dressin’ up (ay)
we wasn’t nothin’ and now we are switchin’ up
we rise up the ranks, i can’t stress it enough (yeah)
mama said don’t cuss, it’s too explicit
every time i’m rappin’ yeah my bars too rigid (ay, yeah)
and i’m dancin’ gettin’ st*rdy, you won’t catch me slippin’
if my bae leaves, she’s catching this clip and…

[chorus]
whole lotta gear, whole lotta ammo
i make easy money like i’m a scammer (ay)
he make a k!llin’ now he in the slammer (yeah, yeah)
i told him to hit and he hit with the hammer (yeah)
he hit with the hammer, he blame it on me
that boy was an opp, you wouldn’t believe
everyone askin’ me “what you gon’ do?” (yeah)
you can call me dhar mann, so you see

[verse]
got it back in blood, we gon’ hit him with a bat
i smash and grab like i’m stealin’ her cash
like 6ix9ine, that boy was a rat
i let him phone home, that chance was his last
i called my girl and she told me i slayed
we in the sun, we get uv rays (ay)
when we in the club, we get no play
like dc the don, i just had the worst day
call me trippie redd, we can make some ligers (woah oh)
i’m a lion you a tiger (yeah)
took her on a date and we went to a diner
she got all dressed up and wore eyeliner
when you see me, you better run
“how many k!lls you gon’ get?” a ton
call me one*punch man, i do this for fun (ay)
and if you got a problem, up me with your gun
[pre*chorus]
we runnin’ up the stairs, boy we are steppin’ up
don’t come out closets, we out here dressin’ up (ay)
we wasn’t nothin’ and now we are switchin’ up
we rise up the ranks, i can’t stress it enough (yeah)
mama said don’t cuss, it’s too explicit
every time i’m rappin’ yeah my bars too rigid (ay, yeah)
and i’m dancin’ gettin’ st*rdy, you won’t catch me slippin’
if my bae leaves, she’s catching this clip and…

[chorus]
whole lotta gear, whole lotta ammo
i make easy money like i’m a scammer (ay)
he make a k!llin’ now he in the slammer (yeah, yeah)
i told him to hit and he hit with the hammer (yeah)
he hit with the hammer, he blame it on me
that boy was an opp, you wouldn’t believe
everyone askin’ me “what you gon’ do?” (yeah)
you can call me dhar mann, so you see

[post*chorus]
whole lotta gear, whole lotta ammo
i make easy money like i’m a scammer (ay)
he make a k!llin’ now he in the slammer (yeah, yeah)
i told him to hit and he hit with the hammer (yeah)
he hit with the hammer, he blame it on me
that boy was an opp, you wouldn’t believe
everyone askin’ me “what you gon’ do?” (yeah)
you can call me dhar mann
(so you see)

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