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babytron & stanwill - song 7 lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh+t, what the f+ck, daniel?)
(danny g on the beat)

[verse 1: stanwill]
thousand+dollar sneakers, but the tee was four+fifty
all this motherf+ckin’ motion, i might leave a ho dizzy
b+tch, my neck look like an ocean, your ho tryna go fishin’ (d+mn, jakesand)
european sneakers, b+tch, my toes say my shoe size
quick to put an opp on fox 2, they think he roop raj
lookin’ like my f+ckin’ overall, boy, i got two 9s
’til i d+i+e, i’m dsm, b+tch, f+ck a new saga

[verse 2: mjpaid]
bust in an opp b+tch, she gon’ have to get her tubes tied
i’ma double back if it’s green, mister two+time
sh+t, catch me in that lane, [?][0:22]
so many f+ckin’ sticks up in the crib, it’s a tool shop, duel shop
brother got a glock and like two chops
i ain’t trippin’ on no milli’, that sh+t comin’ in like due timе
gotta peep the signs, i can see ’em with my two eyеs (sh+t)
i got an eight of stilpane, we need two pops

[verse 3: fordio]
i was bustin’ off the drank, tryna fight my nod
sh+t, since a youngin, i knew i was ahead of my time
we just scored a six+pack, goin’ line for line
just know i’m burnin’ out if you catch me in your town
been runnin’ miles, know they hate us up at enterprise
finna pour this whole eight, heard it was a drought
he don’t never got no pape’, love to run his mouth
sh+t, i been punchin’ sh+t like tank, clerks, knock ’em out
[verse 4: babytron & prince jefe]
what i’m hoppin’ in today you would’ve drove to prom
i’m ridin’ solo, faced an eight, he just poured a line
cuddy finna bust a chicken open, brodie, close the blinds
jefe finna bust your bm open, then i toss her out

[verse 5: babytron]
i’m a baller now, i just dogged her out
four+pack of slapwoods, finna fog the house
you get bossed around, the plug gon’ toss some pounds
touch down with a half a ticket, we the talk of town

[verse 6: prince jefe]
put the fifty to his grill, look who talkin’ now
switchy on a desert eagle, bullets hawk him down
in the kitchen, i keep seein’ babies like an ultrasound
cuddy in the kitchen catchin’ rabies, his dog barkin’ loud

[verse 7: babytron & prince jefe]
he need a tet+n+s shot
switchin’ beaches, was miami, i’m on venice now
i snuck the bl!ck in with the b+tches, they ain’t pat ’em down
that n+gga jeff, ain’t got a chain, need a cap and gown

[verse 8: scrumbleman]
it’s like three months in, i made a fifty off the bets
i’m like three hoes in and i done heard a thousand threats
to get you put up in a grave, it won’t take a thousand step
this an arp, 12 see me, i won’t break a sweat
[verse 9: j1hunnit]
i heard when 12 jumped down, he drew a sketch
we goin’ back and forth on the dog price, we playin’ fetch
beat the white ’til it’s navy blue and red like the nets
ridin’ with that stick like a witch, i threw a hex

[verse 10: scrumbleman]
to get them k!llers outta bed, all it take is a text
b+tch, it’s dog sh+t militia, to me, you a pest
all i gotta do is pour an eight of green to get some rest
3.00 blackout arp, watch me give this b+tch a test

[verse 11: j1hunnit]
i’m goin’ out in fashion in this chrome heart vest
i’m puttin’ a hundred thousand large in a louis treasure chest
the birds migratin’, they say they just left the nest
it’s monday, but i’m still finna come sunday’s best

[verse 12: trdee]
i’ma get her naked, ’cause my chain wet just like a beach
finna head out west just like lebron, i’m tryna feel the heat
i’m a sh+ttyboy, man, i be sh+ttin’, drippin’ like a leak
they gon’ try to take you out the game before you reach your peak
no cap, that never could be me
got my glocky on me, i’ma ball until i d+i+e
i’m around some bosses, you can meet us in the vip
it ain’t really comp, ’cause who can really f+ck with trdee?

- babytron stanwill lyrics

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