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0617liltwin - acapella (official lyrics) lyrics

[chorus]
look, a b+tch can’t front my sh+t
i had one b+tch doing all typa sh+t up in the bathroom
sucking my d+ck, she already know who she is
so, when this b+tch hear this, she gon’ be p+ssed
dre pop out, you better be praying to god
cause, that lil’ n+gga don’t miss
camo on the side, nah he ain’t playing no games
he dunk when i call for assist
stro be dumpin’ the opps hood, he don’t give a f+ck, he like taking all them sh+ts
up in the backseat, this n+gga sweating like a athlete
i think the lil’ n+gga scared, you solve riddles and wanna be a smart ass b+tch, then name a opp that ain’t dead

[verse 1]
ridе in a two+seater, this b+tch hot like a hеater
might f+ck, but i won’t eat her
ain’t ever get up with keisha, this b+tch keep sending me off
can’t wait to meet her
who wanna play? we out three men deep, and we got like 10 guns
dog in a trackhawk g, hop down that sh+t
when we bounce out, this sh+t fun
i ain’t even got no son, but on my son
lil’ b+tch, i ain’t going for nun
can’t add no b+tch, i ain’t here
i was on like 12, with a bad b+tch having some fun
i got your b+tch doing strips
she kept on riding the d+ck, while i’m gripping the buns
he ain’t crash out bout his mans, but that lil’ n+gga willing to die over his lil’ b+tch
i ain’t no rapper, i am young street n+gga, who keep on talking my sh+t
my cousin a k!ller, but i ain’t saying no names
you b+tch ass n+ggas is snitch
12 piece up on the back of the glock, watch his ass gon’ switch when i throw this b+tch
amiri jeans, and on my feet is lavin
i keep on popping my sh+t
[chorus]
look, a b+tch can’t front my sh+t
i had one b+tch doing all typa sh+t up in the bathroom
sucking my d+ck, she already know who she is
so, when this b+tch hear this, she gon’ be p+ssed
dre pop out, you better be praying to god
cause, that lil’ n+gga don’t miss
camo on the side, nah he ain’t playing no games
he dunk when i call for assist
stro be dumpin’ the opps hood, he don’t give a f+ck, he like taking all them sh+ts
up in the backseat, this n+gga sweating like a athlete
i think the lil’ n+gga scared, you solve riddles and wanna be a smart ass b+tch, then name a opp that ain’t dead

[outro]
hah, then name a opp that ain’t dead
(hah, then name a opp that ain’t dead)

- 0617liltwin lyrics

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