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Watchu say
Stand on
Wutchu
Say
If its up den
Its up
If its up
Den its
Stuck
Tell dem
Babies
Back
Up
My lil yungin
Got it tucked
Gone head
And ring it
Out
Beat da
Beat up
Ima bang it
Out
My 30 stay
Hangin out
Yo bop
On da block
She hanging out
Out da window
Iron slangin out
Be bout wutchu
Speakin bout
Pussy ass beef
Im gone
Eat it out
Dat tec
Spit out
Like a warter
Spout
Dat lil nigga
He draining
Out
Who tf said
We
Aint got
Dem sticks
Who tf said
We
Aint hitting
No licks
If u
Aint knw
Now u
Knw
U a bitch
Think
Nobody
Yea we
Knw u a snitch
Think nobody
Yea we knw
U fag
Everybody
Knw
Yea they knw
I gotta bag
Hemi
In da hood
Dats
440
On da dash
If i see
Dem folks
No brakes
Straight
Gas
Still puffin
On mid
Broke boy
Hit da gas
Da mob
Shoot good
Precise
Prasist
Shoot
Uh shot
Witcho
Bitch
And u
Knw ion
Miss
Back tf
Why tf
U tryna
Kiss
Hit man
Shit
Scratch
Dat boy
Off the list
When da
Oppas
Dead
On
They
Grave ima piss
Not rest
In peace
But rest
In piss
Dis directed
To da opps
Dis is not a
Diss
Aint saying
Yo name
U aint
Getting
No fame
Want say no
Name but
He got da flame
Dis shit here
Hot
I think da
Beat on fire
Dumb ass ass hoe
Called
191
1911
Make
A pussy
Nigga run
Holy lil bitch
I just found me
Uh nun
Got beef
Need bread
I put dat
All on his bun
His top
His roof
His lid
His head
Holllow
Shots
Dat boy dead
He gone need
More den a med
Wakeo
Turn
The
Whole hood
Red
Get
Redemption
Like im
Red dead
Lay dat boy
Out
Like uh
Bed spread
My niggas
Zombies
Bitch we been
Dead
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Beta watch
Watchu say
Stand on
Wutchu
Say
If its up den
Its up
If its up
Den its
Stuck
Tell dem
Babies
Back
Up
My lil yungin
Got it tucked
Gone head
And ring it
Out
Beat da
Beat up
Ima bang it
Out
My 30 stay
Hangin out
Yo bop
On da block
She hanging out
Out da window
Iron slangin out
Be bout wutchu
Speakin bout
Pussy ass beef
Im gone
Eat it out
Dat tec
Spit out
Like a warter
Spout
Dat lil nigga
He draining
Out
Who tf said
We
Aint got
Dem sticks
Who tf said
We
Aint hitting
No licks
If u
Aint knw
Now u
Knw
U a bitch
Think
Nobody
Yea we
Knw u a snitch
Think nobody
Yea we knw
U fag
Everybody
Knw
Yea they knw
I gotta bag
Hemi
In da hood
Dats
440
On da dash
If i see
Dem folks
No brakes
Straight
Gas
Still puffin
On mid
Broke boy
Hit da gas
Da mob
Shoot good
Precise
Prasist
Shoot
Uh shot
Witcho
Bitch
And u
Knw ion
Miss
Back tf
Why tf
U tryna
Kiss
Hit man
Shit
Scratch
Dat boy
Off the list
When da
Oppas
Dead
On
They
Grave ima piss
Not rest
In peace
But rest
In piss
Dis directed
To da opps
Dis is not a
Diss
Aint saying
Yo name
U aint
Getting
No fame
Want say no
Name but
He got da flame
Dis shit here
Hot
I think da
Beat on fire
Dumb ass ass hoe
Called
191
1911
Make
A pussy
Nigga run
Holy lil bitch
I just found me
Uh nun
Got beef
Need bread
I put dat
All on his bun
His top
His roof
His lid
His head
Holllow
Shots
Dat boy dead
He gone need
More den a med
Wakeo
Turn
The
Whole hood
Red
Get
Redemption
Like im
Red dead
Lay dat boy
Out
Like uh
Bed spread
My niggas
Zombies
Bitch we been
Dead
Watchu say
Stand on
Wutchu
Say
If its up den
Its up
If its up
Den its
Stuck
Tell dem
Babies
Back
Up
My lil yungin
Got it tucked
Gone head
And ring it
Out
Beat da
Beat up
Ima bang it
Out
My 30 stay
Hangin out
Yo bop
On da block
She hanging out
Out da window
Iron slangin out
Be bout wutchu
Speakin bout
Pussy ass beef
Im gone
Eat it out
Dat tec
Spit out
Like a warter
Spout
Dat lil nigga
He draining
Out
Who tf said
We
Aint got
Dem sticks
Who tf said
We
Aint hitting
No licks
If u
Aint knw
Now u
Knw
U a bitch
Think
Nobody
Yea we
Knw u a snitch
Think nobody
Yea we knw
U fag
Everybody
Knw
Yea they knw
I gotta bag
Hemi
In da hood
Dats
440
On da dash
If i see
Dem folks
No brakes
Straight
Gas
Still puffin
On mid
Broke boy
Hit da gas
Da mob
Shoot good
Precise
Prasist
Shoot
Uh shot
Witcho
Bitch
And u
Knw ion
Miss
Back tf
Why tf
U tryna
Kiss
Hit man
Shit
Scratch
Dat boy
Off the list
When da
Oppas
Dead
On
They
Grave ima piss
Not rest
In peace
But rest
In piss
Dis directed
To da opps
Dis is not a
Diss
Aint saying
Yo name
U aint
Getting
No fame
Want say no
Name but
He got da flame
Dis shit here
Hot
I think da
Beat on fire
Dumb ass ass hoe
Called
191
1911
Make
A pussy
Nigga run
Holy lil bitch
I just found me
Uh nun
Got beef
Need bread
I put dat
All on his bun
His top
His roof
His lid
His head
Holllow
Shots
Dat boy dead
He gone need
More den a med
Wakeo
Turn
The
Whole hood
Red
Get
Redemption
Like im
Red dead
Lay dat boy
Out
Like uh
Bed spread
My niggas
Zombies
Bitch we been
Dead
Writer: jibreel mitchell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid