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bbm glizzy - intro lyrics

[verse]
we ain’t fighting we upping them pipes
hitting his b-tch from the back she tight
just like a dog we bite
mixing the lean with the sprite
blew his brains at the lights
next day take a flight
she goin ride me like a bike
jump on stage and we fightin
knock his -ss out like tyson
keep me a gun with no license
real n-gg-s move in silence
now my n-gg-s flying private
flow sick it got a virus
leave him waiting for the sirens
iced out with them diamonds
in the trap with the science
she eat the d-ck like a snack
keep it a stack you ain’t living what you rap
last n-gg- tried got clapped
racks on his head they bringing it back
say he want smoke we blow that
these n-gg-s ain’t sh-t i know that
i give her my d-ck she blow that
i ain’t missin cuz i got me a beam
post with that glock then shoot at his team
i’m stacking my money i’m stacking my cream
these n-gg-s can’t do it like me
i got packs i got keys
plug stay in tennessee
b-tch you know we elite
i’m flexing like hercules
this glock hold a thirty piece
we spank him and put him in surgery
i know that you heard of me
i’ll burn you no 3rd degree

[hook]
he say he got guns but he ain’t the only one
a p-ssy -ss rapper we know you one
quit all the cap show me sum
get him hit if he owe me one
he say he got guns but he ain’t the only one
a p-ssy -ss rapper we know you one
get him hit if he owe me one

[verse]
n-gg-s be b-tches and hoes
f-ck with me get exposed
b-tches dancing on poles
k!ll a opp take his soul
just like santa i got hoes
i’m getting up close
choppa to his f-ckin nose
these n-gg-s don’t be at my shows
they be on the net under posts

- bbm glizzy lyrics

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