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77birrd - no limit lyrics

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(chorus)
yeahhh, there ain’t no limit to this sh-t, we up in the f-ckin sky
they f-ck with the gang and the vibe cuz this sh-t sound so right
we up in the middle of the night tryna reach the heights
gonna get it, i get it cuz b-tch i don’t play nice
yeah step to me i rob yah sh-t like vice city
cuz in the game there ain’t no hand outs, no game of pity
tryna get a house, and on a fit ima drop 50
you can’t just chase chedda, you get slaughtered welcome to the city

(verse 1)
(yeahhh)
the whole click in this b-tch, cookin up b-tch, deep dish
and i ain’t no b-tch, i’m in the guts b-tch, like i deep see fish
and if you ain’t with the movement or drop a bag then you get left in the ditch
i create my own trail, and you follow me i drop a mag b-tch i burn the bridge
3 hooks, 2 verse, like there’s more of me workin on this sh-t
3 looks, yeah multi-verse and b-tch i am flyer than sh-t
lil biddie bih f-ck with my niche cuz i please her itch
you know we get freaky and take that sh-t back to the crib
(yeah, yeah, to the crib)

(chorus)
yeahhh, there ain’t no limit to this sh-t, we up in the f-ckin sky
they f-ck with the gang and the vibe cuz this sh-t sound so right
we up in the middle of the night tryna reach the heights
gonna get it, i get it cuz b-tch i don’t play nice
yeah step to me i rob yah sh-t like vice city
cuz in the game there ain’t no hand outs, no game of pity
tryna get a house, and on a fit ima drop 50
you can’t just chase chedda, you get slaughtered welcome to the city

(verse 2)
(city city yeah!)
for the bag, on the chase b-tch you know i run the bank
no free throw, i aim my shot pool shark b-tch you know i run the tank
you bet on birrd in the game of big bank take little bank
and i crack the game like world record egg they all know my name
quick with it, stack the checks like i am asap presidential plain jane
this sh-t never get rounded, you on the block be ready to leave a stain eeewwww
i ain’t talkin no paint ball, b-tch you know i drip snow fall
yeah the gang goin tall, you know we all finna ball
and f-ck the law marshall, yeah f-ck the law marshall

(chorus)
yeahhh, there ain’t no limit to this sh-t, we up in the f-ckin sky
they f-ck with the gang and the vibe cuz this sh-t sound so right
we up in the middle of the night tryna reach the heights
gonna get it, i get it cuz b-tch i don’t play nice
yeah step to me i rob yah sh-t like vice city
cuz in the game there ain’t no hand outs, no game of pity
tryna get a house, and on a fit ima drop 50
you can’t just chase chedda, you get slaughtered welcome to the city



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