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baby zeek & rio da yung og - murdermitten babies lyrics

[verse 1: baby zeek]
hop up out the bed like i’m soulja, ain’t no swag on
same jug fit, trap nigga, make it last long
you do a diss track on bro [?] that’s your last song
think a nigga work at [?] i’m getting bags gone
came from the [?], [?] different like it’s [?]
made in dtroit, [?] just to be exact
[?] no streams [?] only thing [?]
love to get you killed, turn around [?] in his back
my whole family trapping, my granddaddy had the loudest pounds
you can smell the crib, even when you riding up the [?]
just a lil boy, seen them chevys pull up [?]
like damn, i can’t wait til i get [?] bitch, i’m [?] now
if a shooter o.d., then i buy the whole thing
call the plug out in cali, and supplied the whole gang
[?] but the real still stand
use his arm and his leg, gotta shoot him in his hand

[chorus: baby zeek]
me and baby, [?] came from it
i’m [?] crazy, test [?] get that bag for me
dope man, trap nigga, [?] money
i’m just a dirty mittin baby, came from the ugly

[verse 2: rio da young og]
i can make it through whatever, i’m from a dirty [?]
beat her so hard off the perks, she say i hurt her feeling
in the 2020 c.a., had to convert the ceiling
the hellcat’ll get loose on niggas, ’cause i twerked the engen
zeek say he found a four of red, i got [?]
in popeyes, pouring real cauf syrup on my biskit
always used to get it fried hard when i perchissed
j.r. my brother, got the drop on an opp, seen him lerking
my white boy crazy, he just three round burst the [?]
i ain’t never shot a smith and wesson, i’m working glizzys
hundred k cash on me, [?] chicken
bitch, come put that ass on me, you a perfect stripper
booty harder than a bitch, she got ass shots
nigga, i ain’t used to have shit, i’m a have not
now i own 67 chains, and [?] watches
heard the nigga tried to fuck my bitch, i just laughed about it
cooked the whole zip, this bitch harder than a math problem
louis v fanny pack on, pull a strap up out it
i might open up my drank cabnit, pour ac out it
[chorus: baby zeek]
me and baby, [?] came from it
i’m [?] crazy, test [?] get that bag for me
dope man, trap nigga, [?] money
i’m just a dirty mittin baby, came from the ugly

- baby zeek rio da yung og lyrics

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