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3shot josh – no hook pt. 6 lyrics

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f+ck yo opinion that sh+t do not benefit me so just keep that sh+t up in yo pocket, i’m from the trenches i kept a meat roll in my pants befo i ever copped me a wallet
thinkin he poppin, sum like grease
catch him while he sleep now it’s blood in da sheets
smoke so much gas i might odee off the weed
feel like odb b+tch i’m all about the cream
he act like he wit it n+gga jus stop it
pull up 50 deep erry n+gga wit me mobbin
n+ggas like b+tches got my name and they gossip
catch em at the rebound call me dennis rodman

ion got opps i jus got haters
ion want no new friends i jus need the paper
smoke exotic strands all different kinds of flavors, n+gga said he want smoke we gon give his ass the vapors

pull up like batman in that all black man, hollows eat him up so i call my bullets pac+man
he say dat he wit it but he just cappin
when it’s pressure he gon run like lamar jackson

like a green light all my n+ggas on go
like a street sign b+tch we always keep a pole
illuminati boys we a come and take yo soul
shoutout bricksquad rip jojo
n+ggas want clout, i’m breakin his nose, jus like sum nudes, he gettin exposed

pull up like chin ups, crunch em like a sit up
it’s all fun and games till a n+gga get hit up
bullets in his body now a n+gga can’t get up
my gun like divorce it a split yo whole sh+t up
n+gga talkin sh+t but you really ain’t wit that
got a new glizzy it a knock a n+gga wig back
boy you got robbed yea i kno u want yo l!ck back
see u got gas lil n+gga lemme get that
up the 30 on him split em up like a kit kat
creepin up in my jordan’s you would think a n+gga riff raff

i was gone for a while but n+gga i’m back now
run up on a f+ck n+gga wit that f+ckin mac out
he was talkin sh+t so he finna get clapped now
better ask about me better go check my background

catch a n+gga slippin now his body in a box p+ssy n+ggas changin now they hangin wit the opps
i been juggin n+ggas all summer hidin from the cops
and i always keep a weapon ian fightin wit da opps
flex wit money on his snap now he finna get robbed
heard he dissin onna net now he finna get popped
take a n+gga out the picture like he photoshop crop



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