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1098 - young bobby lyrics

hit it and i run
hit it and i take off they tryna come inside
they tryna hit up (hit up)
lil b*tch i’ll make sure that you really die
you gon run and hide
better hold your b*tch tight
i know what this sh*t is
i know what these b*tches want
pop out with like 10 (uhhh)
i ain’t ever heard of (les get it)
flying abroad it’s broad (i said it)
i’m in hov lane this is reserved reserved
i booked the show and stay the ritz
rocking marni and margiela and rick
i valet the whip and the whip
i’m swagging my neck my diamonds my wrist (ooohh)
the b*tch ain’t a 10 all the sh*t you be saying is cap (as f*ck)
she ugly as f*ck better drop hеr before she takе yo sh*t
you tryna run up can’t hide
b*tch got these racks to dubai
i try to look at her no eyes
and why you think that i’m fake but you not?
and look at me i’m swagging
i got racks for days
and you got caught fake flexing
ayy i just copped a cuban link

you talking money past tense
i just came in flashing
i booked the show it came with racks
that b*tch gon hit my homie
my plug came through
fake b*tches run away
i’m sipping faygo swagging like 96

my tri fold fold back twice now they go out the way
i’m trapping so hard it goes back when
i got this swag since 98
look at my wrist then look at my neck
yo b*tch a 1 she ain’t a 8
why you tryna go hit tryna shoot me up?
pew pew pew 1098
b*tch i blow up like a firework
i’ve been too hot i’ve been going bazerk
b*tches really hate me (yeah)
it’s cuz i tell the truth
i’m gon be down little while till’ i die
yuh ima be for real right now i’ll probably go ahead and die

huhhhh oohhhh whooaaa ooohhh
i shot my shot i fell off so i get back up (up!)
it’s a lot of time right now i spent it just looking it up (er er)
i’m sippin motor oil and it push up it make me go to sp*ce
b*tches really up there tryna argue with me but they can’t get down cuz they too high
like a wanderer come along, you cannot

gone gone and it goes too far (mmh)
oohhh ooohh b*tch i’m in my zone (woop woop)
never thought i’d make it out but we did
so long
and your girl a r*t*rd, it’s not but no it is

i said wassup i ain’t saying no hey
i just came back and i’m geeked off the molly
i’m sippin wok in the jacuzzi
i’m in the car and i’m swerving no brakes
your broke boy broke as f*ck like why?
i be just aiming that car like hank
you cannot flex i called you out
they cannot run up
i cannot run up
i cannot run up
i cannot run up (up)
i cannot run up
i cannot run up (up)
i cannot run up
i cannot run up (i cannot )
i cannot (i cannot)

i cannot one up yuh
you cannot run up
you cannot run up yuh when i said so
can’t breathe
and me
can’t breathe

1098
b*tch i blow up like a firework
i’ve been too hot i’ve been going bazerk
b*tches really hate me (yeah)
it’s cuz i tell the truth
i’m gon be down little while till’ i die
yuh ima be for real right now i’ll probably go ahead and die

- young bobby lyrics

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