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anti da menace & foreverolling - navy seal lyrics

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[intro]
(foreverolling)

[chorus]
uh, she like, “f+ck me with the lights off,” i whip my pipe out
call me baby navy seal, all the opps get sniped down
been patient for these m’s, but i want it right now
graduated from the street, they might as well give me cap and gown
still blowin’ sh+t for bro, talkin’ ’bout make ’em call the narcs
you can catch me late night posted in front of the barber shop
i ain’t get no lineup
but i’m sick of n+ggas keep on sayin’ that they can’t find us
[verse 1]
know where we at, n+gga
tryna catch a hat, n+gga
addy got me movin’ like it’s ants all in my pants, n+gga
oh, he got racks?
but he p+ssy, deep inside, he never shot that
i be on that for real, get out of line and you get toe+tagged
uh, p+ssy, get your bro back
i get geeked when i see opps like a n+gga smoke crack
ain’t no crack fiend
i’m a murder boy for real, i let my gat sing
woke up out my sleep and shot my gun, i had a bad dream
i’ll put my whole pedal to the grown
plus i’m geeked up off this addy, do two hundred to the house
hah, yes, i really run this town
yes, i’m really havin’ partners that’ll leave you on that ground, brraow

[chorus]
uh, she like, “f+ck me with the lights off,” i whip my pipe out
call me baby navy seal, all the opps get sniped down
been patient for these m’s, but i want it right now
graduated from the street, they might as well give me cap and gown
still blowin’ sh+t for bro, talkin’ ’bout make ’em call the narcs
you can catch me late night posted in front of the barber shop
i ain’t get no lineup
but i’m sick of n+ggas keep on sayin’ that they can’t find us
[verse 2]
hide and seek, come outside
i’m tired of puttin’ aside my pride
i don’t need a d+mn thing, i’m lit as f+ck until i die
even when a n+gga dead, my kids and them gon’ have some bread
twenty choppers in the spot, i pray to god i don’t go fed
yeah, leave his block toasted
you can post her all you want, man, that’s not your b+tch
tired of a n+gga flexin’ bl!cks, man, that’s not your sh+t
free the top ahk, he cookin’ sh+t like nacho dip
move around when this four+five rip
f+ck them and f+ck them, man, both sides get flipped
like i’m cj, i’ll line a n+gga ass up like a temp’
bl++dy world, i swear to god i’m finna put that on a blimp

[chorus]
uh, she like, “f+ck me with the lights off,” i whip my pipe out
call me baby navy seal, all the opps get sniped down
been patient for these m’s, but i want it right now
graduated from the street, they might as well give me cap and gown
still blowin’ sh+t for bro, talkin’ ’bout make ’em call the narcs
you can catch me late night posted in front of the barber shop
i ain’t get no lineup
but i’m sick of n+ggas keep on sayin’ that they can’t find us



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