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26ar - super faded (41 faded again) lyrics

[intro]
the f+ck going on (huncho)
they cannot get with the drench
i do not+ (young madz)
ayy, (turn that up, young madz)
ar

[verse]
they not tryna ball out with drench gang

don’t let y’all manager gas anyone of y’all, y’all can just come get up with me
thought they was ballin’, now 41 faded retired, them n+ggas like dirk nowitzki
why was that little n+gga airing y’all n+gga you know you couldn’t take the heat

first off, n+gga, it’s been four years since boomer got packed (boomski)
and from my understanding, y’all never got back
how we do n+ggas, very disturbing, to the ‘ville i’ll take a excursion
talking about they gon’ slide by bergen, we’ll a put eleven in kyle like he irving
and if i throw a bullet, i bet he won’t swerve it (at all)
boomer mother ain’t like it, well go tell that b+tch that i said he deserved it (goofy)
see tata, he was nervous, n+gga beat, i could merch it
and his manager had to speak up, cuz he thought he won’t see me in person
i should’ve reached for my belt
just so code 33 could’ve post it
in my city, trust me, i ain’t loafin’
i was thirteen, toting on guns that was broken
i don’t trust nothing around me i’m uppin’ on everything
yo baby bro, you can ask 16, b+tch we don’t care if you seventeen
they call me “mr. get right with ya’”
(jenn, jenn, jenn!)
when i up it i know i’m a hit ya’, go tell your fam, find a suit that would fit ya

they diss first and they’re taking down all our sh+t, i could never respect it
like i told you, we aiming for eye+sockets
too much drip, you ain’t f+cking with my closet
they want me but you know what’s in my pocket

you ain’t on what you rapping, so b+tch stop it
in hermes, that’s why i’m a sh+t pop ’em
and that pass i gave you ain’t even thank me, so next time i see you can’t cop it
trust me, i want to be done with this sh+t
but we just keep having fun with this sh+t
i want to believe you, but i don’t believe you
i know if i up, you gon’ run with your stick
if he wit’ a girl, he gon’ run on his b+tch
they know king drench top 1 in this b+tch
they playing with cobras, they know it’s over
d 16 popped, i’m the owner
riding in hot, so ain’t no pulling over
young [?] got stood right over (p+ssy)
lil n+ggas better check my folder
i don’t need blaze, i be on that sober
sh+t that you heard, b+tch you better believe
just make this the last time you mention with me, please
them n+ggas faded, i did it with ease
if lil’ bro see ‘em, you know he gon (squeeze)
[outro]
(slime)

- 26ar lyrics

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