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spirit - yungblaket lyrics

(verse):
why this n*gga acting like money ain’t a problem to em’
wrist wack, and still shot it and you f*ckin’ knew it
tryna make some paper in a certain way, then f*ckin’ do it
plug trippin’, tryna make assumptions man he f*cking blew it
that sh*t’ll get your ass k!lled lil’ n*gga, alright
that sh*t’ll get your ass k!lled so don’t try it
yea that za, been f*ckin’ up bri, she can’t fight it
i got too much on my mind when i speak, i had to write it
said you finna k!ll a n*gga like me, but you ain’t sliding
hunnid’ on a n*gga head, why the f*ck he playing wit’ me
got a twin on the glock, that sh*t looking like a tittie
i ain’t tryna take your money so i hope you put up 50
on the gram, talking all that sh*t but you ain’t wit’ it
opps hiding, when i’m finna pull up then they fidget
puff puff when i smoke on, i see his spirit
b*tch said she tryna slide through, but you can’t kick it
mad as h*ll she done got me caught, i’m on her widget
put it on the guys, i ain’t finna switch
b*tch tryna get the addy, but i ain’t a l!ck
7 b*tches in the room, beat it up like vick
n*gga seen the glock, it made his heart stop like a hitch
told her she ain’t sliding, then she threw a fit
bro said we riding, had to throw a fit
fiend tried to ask me for a dub, threw him nic
talking like you booming sh*t would really get you sticked
alright, high as f*ck i can’t comprehend
baby tryna throw the p*ssy on me, told her bring a friend
fingers hurtin’, i been counting money, my sh*t feeling bent
why the f*ck you riding fish bowl, where yo’ f*ckin’ tint

- yungblaket lyrics

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