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al1by - biker boyzzz(goonrixh) lyrics

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(hook)
do not say we chill we is not cool
turn my whole head n+gga just feel like a owl
batman mask up put on my cowl
i do not talk to you n+gga you do not speak my vowels
yo’ b+tch do not like you she dry like a towel
n+gga shut the f+ck up, yeah get off of my d+ck
money the only thing i ever needed and ever wanted
you was being a fiend while i was tryna’ get rich
i was getting money while i was f+ckin’ yo b+tch
they say i look like zero so i went into a ditch
curly ass head n+gga, yes you know i need a pick
glock wit’ a beam yo ass gon’ get hit

(verse one)
move out the way n+gga before you get hit
this k gon’ spray at the whole crowd like a this
she takin’ the d+ck i’m her if she liking it
i ain’t have no percs n+gga so i popped a vicodin
white ass n+gga got dreads look like a viking man
me and my n+ggas we riding bikes and them
you ain’t got racks n+gga you ain’t got no bands
pick up the n+gga then i broke his f+cking hand
you is not the man, you not the man
big ass glock in my hand n+gga it go kablam!
peanut b+tter b+tch you in a jam
i’m getting her wet n+gga she look like a dam
white ass b+tch tryna’ get a tan
yeah it’s nice out better go check
(verse two)
i’m sure you gon’ figure out we can go look at dat’
f+cking this b+tch n+gga i can not break a sweat
i’m jus’ f+cking b+tches fly like the jets
i be making bets getting money and getting neck
i be having fun around town every time i get in the wraith
i be in the viet n+gga i feel like a vet
n+ggas been sleeping on me yeah feel like a bed
beat a n+gga ass he turning red
playboi carti ain’t talking whole lotta’ red
i slide to the block and nleave a whole lotta’ dead
so many n+ggas dead they don’t even live
i don’t need money n+gga that’s the only thing i get
you worried bout’ dummy? needa’ worry bout bread
you ain’t got money n+gga that sh+t sad
you talking bout drugs n+gga that sh+t dead
that b+tch alt n+gga yeah i left her on read

(verse three)
n+gga that b+tch old i don’t f+ck wit’ her no mo’
had to pull up wit’ da glock n+gga yes i shoot waco
big ass glock n+gga i let it blow
talking bout’ zeros and ones but n+gga i dont code
don’t play wit’ me n+gga this a part of code
burn a f+ck n+gga and turn him into a particle
read a f+ck n+gga just like he an article
if a f+ck n+gga run up you know i start to blow
i never wanted to stop i wanted to go
i wanted to go pick up some ma’ f+ckin’ dro
exotic gas the only thing i f+cking smoke
and i’m the only thing yo b+tch ‘ma f+cking blow



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