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123456ab - still servin lyrics

[verse 1]
i got feds on my case cuz i am serving
see the blue lights then u know that i am swerving
pagans hate me cuz they know that i am earning
buy a wap i ain’t ever getting that b+tch no f+cking birkin

[verse 2]
trynna stack some f+cking racks like a tower, eiffel
any violation i pull up with that rifle, ak
glock19 and that is final, whipping up the yay
i ain’t trynna make no trifle

[verse 3]
i’m rocking hood rich but my hood know i’m a trapstar
i whip up yay but i started with 9 bar, t++thing
these little yutes ain’t getting ps in
i’m getting ps in
so i make sure my gangs eating
any violation man i’ll leave ur mother greaving
truss me akh man i turn into a demon
grab him, poke him
civilians saying leave him
but i ain’t leaving until i leave this bruddah leaking

[chorus]
feds on my case cuz they know that i am servin
see the blue lights then you know i’m swervin
pagans hate me cuz ayzzino earning
i buy a wap i ain’t getting her no birkin
[verse 4]
i came up of the roads with no money in my pockets
my older told me come and make some f+cking bread g
started off with some bud, now i’m known for selling coke
but u don’t mix this coke with no hennessy
everytime i’m in my feelings i bun a zoot that’s my remedy
before all these beats the trap line was my melody
life is so dark like a motherf+cking cemetery
(life is so dark like a cemetery)

[verse 5]
see i ain’t going home until i shot all these packs bro
you can always catch ayzzino on the backroads
yh i’m getting dough man it’s cuz of all these cats bro
i’m just trynna make some money thats why i’m on my trap phone
never had nothing when i grew up
i’ll take your f+cking life if you ever try take something from me
how can a washed up yute claim that he’s on me, i put it on my life that i’ll make it f+cking long g

[verse 6]
grinding 24s i’m trynna stack up all my racks
i’m just trynna eat good, i see the feds and do the dash (yeah)
and i can swear down i’ll get any bruddah whacked, (ay whack him)
if you f+ck with my gwop i’ll put a bullet through your hat (yeah)

[chorus]
feds on my case cuz they know that i am servin
see the blue lights then you know i’m swervin
pagans hate me cuz ayzzino earning
i buy a wap i ain’t getting her no birkin. x3

- 123456ab lyrics

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