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392nxrco - who is u lyrics

[verse 1: 392nxrco]
i just ran off with a deuce, lil n+gga i’ma flip that
bustin’ glocks if a n+gga wanna chit chat
talkin crazy out your neck, lil n+gga get yo b+tch back
i’m poppin’ oxy while these n+ggas poppin’ tic tacs
mgp in my cup, mix that sh+t with ciroc
get yo b+tch on my crib, she said he beggin for the c+ck
i can never love a b+tch, lil n+gga i love my glock
if a n+gga wanna talk, we gon’ get that n+gga hawked
b+tch i walk ’em down, hawk ‘еm down in designer
h+lla gold on my nеck, lookin like a 49er
i been pourin’ drank while you n+ggas sniffin’ liners
f+cked yo b+tch in the whip, had to hit the recliner (b+tch)

[hook: 392nxrco]
off the drank lil b+tch, yeah i’m swervin’ in the coupe
b+tch i’m pourin’ up that juice
on the gram, flexin’ strips, lil n+gga who is you
we finna strip him for the blues
off the drank lil b+tch, yeah i’m swervin’ in the coupe
b+tch i’m pourin’ up that juice
on the gram, flexin’ strips, lil n+gga who is you
we finna strip him for the blues
[verse 2: $py2fly]
sippin wock, no ciroc, b+tch i’m sippin’ on that juice
lil boy who is you
got this dude talkin down, we finna strip him out his shoes
i can’t f+ck with a thotty cause the b+tch p+ssy loose
put her on a blade, got her hoppin’ out the coupe
tell the b+tch bring it in, need it all, not a few
b+tches actin’ fake, yeah they actin’ brand new
makin h+lla plays, got me droppin’ down the roof
drop the top off the coupe, drivin’ h+lla fast
like i said before, yeah i need a bag
if you ain’t got no money, get to walkin’ fast
i ain’t never f+ck with no broke sorry ass

- 392nxrco lyrics

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