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asian da brat - main lyrics

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[intro]
i’ll beat a b-tch up
yeah, aye
yeah, aye
asian doll
aye, call my phone
any b-tch wanting problems call my phone

[verse 1]
this that song where all my b-tches bout that sh-t
slide up on her, do no talking
drag her -ss for talking sh-t
any b-tch that want them problems
best believe i want them too
you be dissing, acting hard
but with that gun you still don’t shoot
i’m a doll, but i’ll beat a b-tch up
stomp her face, drag her -ss out the truck
don’t n-body wanna flex with us
cause b-tches weak but on the gram act tough

[hook]
i’m a doll, but i’ll beat a b-tch up
talking crazy, big glizzy wet you up
like a pool, b-tch i’m drowning not enough
steady yapping, pop my four, you out of luck

[verse 2]
b-tches clowns
they hiding cause she said catch me outside
i’ll beat your -ss
mike tyson, b-tches k!lling my vibe
on the internet talking when you really behind
girl your p-ssy got miles, my sh-t slippery slide
i was posted on the block, b-tches wanted my life
i’m a real street b-tch, you a freak in the night
tryna race to some fame, i be counting my cake
i’d rather beat a hoe like a was fighting the case
i’m a savage, you’s a dork
i eat b-tches like some pork
turn down deals, it’s my sport
you f-ck for money that i sort
b-tches dumb i swear they snort
throwing up both them fours
i’m gripping my fat
i got the money, the pack in the back
and these b-tches be hating i be spending my bread
don’t need a co-sign i’m harder than a rap n-gg-
my own city ain’t no questions, i can’t take a picture
my cousin reckless, big rain check if she don’t like you b-tches
and free my brother, every song i’m screaming n-gg-s snitches

[hook]
i’m a doll, but i’ll beat a b-tch up
talking crazy, big glizzly wet you up
like a pool, b-tch i’m drowning not enough
steady yapping, pop my four, you out of luck

[verse 3]
see a opp, pop a opp
watch her drop
make her brother give me top
sneak a b-tch and her friend
know we gon’ spazzing out
i got money cashing out
young b-tch, i brought them ratchets out
come and shut your show down
it’s a showdown
do what you talk about
i’ll beat a b-tch with a bat
hoe you in person, then knock off your hat
cause i’m from texas these b-tches be mad
thought you was busting, four n-gg-s got mags
i am pretty, not friendly
d-mn i hate a b-m b-tch
always worried bout the next
go and get up on your sh-t
run your mouth, now your sh-t split
free my bro, he ain’t do it
we ain’t fighting over n-gg-s
unless he stunt and make me rich

[outro]
man, h-ll nah
yeah, aye
h-ll nah, aye
we ain’t fighting over n-gg-s unless he stunt and make me rich
(gang, gang, gang, gang)
f-ck they talking about?
uh



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