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stomp 'em out - yung tommy lyrics

[chorus]
stomp them b*tches out with my f1’s
now i got blood on my shoes, need some new ones
choppa on me , akimbo, i got two guns
b*tches on they’re knees, they praying before they’re executions
b*tch stop begging you k!lled my homie
b*tch stop begging, b*tch you owe me
b*tch you owe me so much money, this sh*t ain’t even funny
b*tch i need that money pr*nto, met this bad b*tch in toronto
take her to my room, now we f*ckin’ in my condo

[bridge]
bad b*tch from toronto, took her to my condo
she like xans too
addicted to perks just like me
off the codeine sip and slur
our night ended in a blur

[verse 1]
b*tch i woke up on the floor, i can’t remember nothing no more
can’t remember the night before, did we fight or did i score?
beat the p*ssy up like bongo, i need cash like pr*nto (yeah)
stay strapped like a mando, guns on me b*tch like i’m rambo
explode like a grenade, pull up on me that choppa give you a fade
that b*tch a ghost, no shade
take your lady and get laid
b*tch i k!lled your man’s
mix depression with some xans
choppa goin’ insane
choppa hit yo’ brain
[chorus]
stomp them b*tches out with my f1’s
now i got blood on my shoes, need some new ones
choppa on me , akimbo, i got two guns
b*tches on they’re knees, they praying before they’re executions
b*tch stop begging you k!lled my homie
b*tch stop begging, b*tch you owe me
b*tch you owe me so much money, this sh*t ain’t even funny
b*tch i need that money pr*nto, met this bad b*tch in toronto
take her to my room, now we f*ckin’ in my condo

[bridge]
bad b*tch from toronto, took her to my condo
she like xans too
addicted to perks just like me
off the codeine sip and slur
our night ended in a blur

[verse 2]
drink so much f*ck up my liver
drink so much that i feel a shiver
this ain’t no glow up
c4 like terrorists b*tch i’ll blow up
got so drunk yeah b*tch i throw up
but i won’t’ change
switch up, no nintendo
eat that b*tch out, just like a bento
vvs up on my wrist, b*tches can’t resist
how can you persist? how can you persist?
[bridge]
choppa go grah’ grah’
meditate, b*tch that’s chakra

[chorus]
stomp them b*tches out with my f1’s
now i got blood on my shoes, need some new ones
choppa on me , akimbo, i got two guns
b*tches on they’re knees, they praying before they’re executions
b*tch stop begging you k!lled my homie
b*tch stop begging, b*tch you owe me
b*tch you owe me so much money, this sh*t ain’t even funny
b*tch i need that money pr*nto, met this bad b*tch in toronto
take her to my room, now we f*ckin’ in my condo

- yung tommy lyrics

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