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​ayerp - 9 lyrics

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[intro]
stupid b+tch

[chorus]
i’m the type of n+gga f+ck your b+tch back to back
i don’t give two f+cks
sliding with a brand new gun with a brand new drum
i’ll f+ck around, shoot your house up
hit a n+gga brain, told him pick his mind up
i’ma slide with the thing in my f+ckin’ trousers
put the .9 to the flame, bet it look like bowser
and i been with the gang since the f+ckin’ ground up

[post+chorus]
they heavy though
the racks in my pockets, they heavy though
and i’m not dropping names, he been a ho
lil’ b+tch, look at the rank, it’s 10 and 0 (it’s 10 and 0)
lil’ b+tch, i been on hots, just send the low
p+ssy b+tch get dropped, we into those
make your b+tch give me top like she any ho
why yo’ mans, he a cop, he lieutenant four?

[verse]
pepperoni with the cheese n+gga
h+lla food, love to eat, n+gga
think i’m trippin’ ’bout a e+n+gga
f+ck the 9, i keep the g with ’em
shoutout greg, his diamonds got v’s n+gga
n+gga scared, then he must need veeze with ’em
i’m throwing up b’s, n+gga
rop the gang, that’s the team, n+gga
i’m the type of n+gga get a bag gone
i got ysl’s on my shoes when i step, b+tch
spent about two+hundred bands on a necklace
mini uzi in my pants, so i whack sh+t
whacking sh+t, wrecking sh+t, huh
slide down in a motherf+ckin’ jeep truck
cook a p+ssy n+gga ass like fajita
put a lil’ bit of act in the liter
[chorus]
i’m the type of n+gga f+ck your b+tch back to back
i don’t give two f+cks
sliding with a brand new gun with a brand new drum
i’ll f+ck around, shoot your house up
hit a n+gga brain, told him pick his mind up
i’ma slide with the thing in my f+ckin’ trousers
put the .9 to the flame, bet it look like bowser
and i been with the gang since the f+ckin’ ground up

[post+chorus]
they heavy though
the racks in my pockets, they heavy though
and i’m not dropping names, he been a ho
lil’ b+tch, look at the rank, it’s 10 and 0 (it’s 10 and 0)
lil’ b+tch, i been on hots, just send the low
p+ssy b+tch get dropped, we into those
make your b+tch give me top like she any ho
why yo’ mans, he a cop, he lieutenant four?



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