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aa2x! - baptized 2! lyrics

(intro)
ugh
f+ck n+gga
b+tch ass n+gga, i swear to god y’all n+ggas hoes
(y’all pulled up on me, i woulda seen y’all n+ggas ’cause i was outside pus+)

(verse)
ugh+ ugh
ha+ had to stash some bread for rainy days and rainy nights
you+ you see pablo put on mask, and that’s a scary sight
cr+ creepin’ through the dark i’m tryna him see the light
f+ck+ f+ck a chain, b+tch i got guns that shine like moissanite
f+ck+ f+ck 12, they locked us up, ain’t try to read our rights
i’m tryna send that n+gga up, he said he’s scared of heights
ugh+ ugh, ugh, ugh
hold up, ugh
i+ in this b+tch head like lice
i+ i ain’t stoppin’, don’t put on them lights
he+ he get wet, go put him in rice
ni+ n+ggas eatin’, they turn into mice
want a blunt, make sure that it’s spice
g+ gta, let’s go on a heist
cop a pint then pour in a sprite
mi+ migo short him, hе finna call ice
dum+ dumbest thing yo’ ass could do is count me out
i+ i got switch up on this b+tch, i just tell bro to point ‘еm out
you+ you keep lookin’ for them real n+ggas, but all they ass got out
you pop ‘yo lips, i pop them guns (hm) you not what i’m about
u+uh, ugh
gra+ grab the switch and get to spinnin’ at the crowd
d+ don’t know ’bout esco, b+tch get the f+ck down
slide to the boot, you get turned to a pound
i miss the planet, i put you in ground
put+ put on a muzzle; it won’t make a sound
a+ arp sh+ll catcher, it sn+tch every round
cir+ circle the block, enemy inbound
fu+ f+ck mother’s day, i make yo’ momma frown
told him get up, now i’m grabbin’ the pound
sayin’ you lost, let’s see how you found
ni+ n+gga, let’s see how we getcha
this sh+t flash take you out the picture
wake up and pray, i’m readin’ the scripture
i+ i pray to start my day, cause the devil awaits
got+ gotta pray everything that i get today don’t get taken away
pray+ praying even when the world on my back, they gotta come and take the weight
pra+ pray when i’m lost ’cause all i’m really tryna do is find a way
i just wanna get high and fly away
don’t feel myself, told him, “stay away.”
lone island, i’m a castaway
on his block till he pass away
gritty ass n+gga get put on a plate
i’m in the field like i play for the saints
said he gon pop me, but he know he can’t
2+2x the sargent you not on my rank
swi+ swiping these logs, i’m breaking the bank
(r+real deal swoopa sh+t get emotional b+tch)

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