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bb beats - sli'merre shit lyrics

[intro: young nudy & playboi carti]
huh?
i’m g-ssin’ in this b-tch (what?)

[chorus 1: playboi carti]
they tryna be cray (cray)
they tryna be cray (cray)
she wanna meet carti (carti)
that b-tch is a barbie (barbie)
i’mma f-ck these hoes (ooh)
i’m on 730
a brand new pack like kid cudi
i smoke dope like kid cudi
push up and get the slugs from me
i’m with all the sh-ts
we pull up with sh-t (hey)
we pull up with, uh (hey)
we pull up with sticks (hey)
we pull out the van (hey)
we pull out the sh-t (hey)
i pull out the .9 (hey)
i pull out and blitz (blitz)
i pull out the fire (fye)
i pull out my .6
i’m smokin’ out the pound (pound)
the b-tch come suck my d-ck (yeah)
the b-tch gonna ride the d-ck (yeah)
the b-tch get thrown in the pit

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
gotta go now (go)
gotta go, swervin’ in my whip can’t slow down (go)
drivin’ fancy cars, boy, i’m on the road now (hmm)
automatic start, my vic take a code now (now)
yuh, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar (guitar)
why you pay so much for yo nissan? because it’s gtr (r)
first, i shift it, click it, burnin’ rubber like i’m movin’ dark (yah)
drive at night, i chop my top so i can relate to the stars

[pre-chorus: young nudy & lil uzi vert]
(yeah)
make a hundred shots, now make a man down (man down)
(relate to the stars)
okay, now they call my phone, talkin’ ’bout stand down (stand down)
now, i need some money, got my hand out (hand out)
you got yourself in some sh-t, now you can’t get out (true)
okay

[chorus 2: young nudy & 21 savage]
runnin’ from the cops (cops)
gotta keep my glock (gotta keep my glock)
when i see them cops (cops)
you know i have my glock (you know i have my glock)
middle fingers, f-ck 12 (yeah)
always on my block (always on my block)
middle fingers to the opp, we gon’ pop at opps (opps)
pop a body, drop him (drop him)
cop a body, deuce (deuces)
they be talkin’ ’bout it, but don’t know who be doin’ it (do it)
these n-gg-s be talkin’ (talkin’)
they lemon squeeze (lemon squeeze)
xd, xd (21)

[verse 2: 21 savage]
(21)
i ain’t taking disrespect, lil’ n-gg- (straight up)
put a couple holes in your neck, lil’ n-gg- (god)
f-ck a diss song, get you stressed, lil’ n-gg- (21)
got a shoestring ’round my tec, lil’ n-gg- (facts)
got a mulsanne and a ‘vette, lil’ n-gg- (21)
brand new carbon one-five and it’s red, dawg (21)
i ain’t tryna f-ck you, i just want some head, dawg (yeah)
straight up out the six and we don’t shoot at legs, dawg (leg)
zone 6 n-gg-s love to see the white meat (21)
i put codeine all in my ice tea (red)
take a n-gg- b-tch and then i make her wifey (yeah)
take a n-gg- b-tch and then we do the nasty (yeah)
all these diamonds dripping, now she wanna bite me (facts)
she broke up with that n-gg-, now he wanna fight me (ha)
fox 5 gang, we don’t do no fighting (gang)
this glock gon’ knock a n-gg- down like tyson

[chorus 3: playboi carti & young nudy]
they tryna be cray (cray)
they tryna be cray (cray)
she wanna meet carti (carti)
that b-tch is a barbie (barbie)
i’mma f-ck these hoes (ooh)
i’m on 730
a brand new pack like kid cudi
i smoke dope like kid cudi
push up and get the slugs from me
i’m with all the sh-ts
we pull up with sh-t (hey)
we pull up with, uh (hey)
we pull up with sticks (hey)
we pull out the van (hey)
we pull out the sh-t (hey)
i pull out the .9 (hey)
i pull out and blitz (blitz)
i pull out the fire (fye)
i pull out my .6
i’m smokin’ out the pound (pound)
the b-tch come suck my d-ck (yeah)
the b-tch gonna ride the d-ck (yeah)
the b-tch get thrown in the pit
runnin’ from the cops (cops)
gotta keep my glock (gotta keep my glock)
when i see them cops (cops)
you know i have my glock (you know i have my glock)
middle fingers, f-ck 12 (yeah)
always on my block (always on my block)
middle fingers to the opp, we gon’ pop at opps (opps)
pop a body, drop him (drop him)
cop a body, deuce (deuces)
they be talkin’ ’bout it, but don’t know who be doin’ it (do it)
these n-gg-s be talkin’ (talkin’)
they lemon squeeze (lemon squeeze)
xd, xd, lemon squeeze (yeah)
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