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xxl freshmen 2021 cypher - part 1 - xxl lyrics

[intro]
hahahaha, nick, you’re stupid

[verse 1: ddg]
whole lotta of my old homies didn’t make it here
gotta stay strap, it be ready if we take it there
life’s short, put these clip is longer than jamaica here
never have i claimed to be a gangster but it’s safer here
put this pistol in my hand, i’m protectin’ all these bands
they be f*ckin’ up the brand when i let the helpin’ hand
so i gotta be alone, make the money on my own
if it’s smokе then meet me man to man, n*gga f*ck is [?]
how we livе in luxury, that sh*t just a summary
in the line of fire, trust my brother he gon’ cover me
internet trolls and the critics really under me
had to realize they only poppin’ just because of me, they stressin’ me
but my b*tch she be trippin’, she be testin’ me
i don’t know that b*tch, it ain’t my fault that she be textin’ me
why you just can’t cook, give me kiss, then have s*x with me?
then you get upset when i’m known to give you less of me, f*ck
i don’t know, what the f*ck that i’mma do with you
i know you stabbed me in the back, but i’m still cool with you
’cause when it comin’ to the racks, they don’t know who is who
n*ggas switch up for the dollars
i be tryin’ to be positive with the drama
it be constantly following, on my momma
but i guess it’s the side effects of the commas, gang
[verse 2: lakeyah]
it’s lakeyah, the biggest flexer, why bic
i’m different from all these n*ggas, ask coach, ask p
i got the top n*ggas vouchin’ for a b*tch like me
i touch the sh*t i get for bookings way before qc
i’m feeling like i can’t be f*cked with, i don’t mean to be c*cky
but the competition ain’t switchin’ up the flows or the topic
chrome hearts all on my body, bless my hoes then i pop it
all them b*tches countin’ my pockets, so drop a deposit
i’m fly as a pilot, with c’s and dior, fendi and prada
how the f*ck she a freshman when she dropped outta college?
and how the f*ck she goes so hard when she look like a model?
buy a b*tch like, legally i can’t even buy me a bottle, they know i’m a problem
got these b*tches out here tryna step it up
couple hatin’ b*tches hatin’ on me since i leveled up
catchin’ more g’s then them z’s, b*tch, i ran it up
leave a broke n*gga to the streets, he can never f*ck
yeah, so all these b*tches is in trouble now
my name hold weight around this b*tch, i’m like a hundred pounds
chain cost a hundred thou’, bl!cky let off a hundred rounds
let the bag talk, ain’t gotta tell ’em how i’m comin’ out, yeah

[interlude: morray]
fire
f*ckin’ fire
yeah
[verse 3: morray]
uh
i said i had somethin’ writin’ before these n*ggas, i ain’t gon’ say it
the gun in my hip, i swear to god i show it then i spray it
you n*ggas better believe what the f*ck a n*gga sayin’

b*tch, double xl, i done think them n*ggas ready
the bars that regard in these feels, that’s super heavy
got coi leray, ddg and my homie here
she came to show them n*ggas, but them bars is real, n*gga, ain’t no fit

[verse 4: coi leray]
c*o*i, love it when he say my name
…
but you’re like my brother
my brother to me, ayy
’cause my wrist, ayy
gotta see, yeah
ayy, we all get money
yeah*yeah, yeah, b*tch, we all get money
yeah*yeah, we all get money
yeah*yeah, yeah, b*tch, we all get money, let’s go, ayy

- xxl lyrics

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