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beo lil kenny & stupid duke – in my dm lyrics

[intro: beo lil kenny]
mm, mm
yeah, yeah
uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: beo lil kenny]
yeah, lil’ boy talkin’ tough all in my dm, i can’t wait to see him
had them steppers walk your ass down, tell ’em put they feet on him
all that sh+t you text and no return, yeah, you gotta delete him
know they said that chopper bullets burn, f+ck it, r.i.p. him
i’m talkin’ gangster sh+t
f+ck around, give him the full clip
send you a fifty, you can’t get off nan shot, it ain’t no dual sh+t
i don’t believe that you really like that, i wanna see how you livin’
walkin’ through your hood seven am, we ain’t no jehovah’s witness
i just got a call from the army, they wanna borrow some guns
i really do got the rocket launchеr, that’s like one and done
don’t you еver think i’m soft, homie, i still be plottin’
i’m sorta like dr. miami, beo kenny, he be all about bodies
in the back of the double r with a million cash, i’m playin’ chess
a call from my p.o, said i’m so dope i failed my drug test
i did the money walk in some bali’s
i turned my new spot to a palace
they turned a murder charge to a mallet
i turned my outfit to an island
i gotta spend the money ’cause it’s pilin’
i’m too efficient, n+ggas be failin’
ran up a check, now a n+gga smilin’
i want a song with cardi b and nicki
i bet that draco leave him sticky
i keep that torch on me like a hippie
i sold a curveball, it was tricky
i’m at the playhouse with some divas
i’m buyin’ pints up like i’m bieber
i can’t go nowhere without the heater
they jugg a light ten for a feature
i spend five hundred for a tracker
i give ’em two g’s just to smack him
i sent my first ten for the backup
let n+ggas show out, i’ma act up
you on my rear view, need to catch up
you on my rear view, need to catch up
these n+ggas be cap, pick your hat up
i had a homerun, pick the bat up
if you ain’t slangin’ 9, pick a sack up
i swear the hkmg fro break through anything like a hacker
i got interrogated by detective, i don’t want no mcdonald’s nor a cracker
you n+ggas big rats, chuck e. cheese
i threw two tabs back, that’s a tease
i copped a h+llcat, need for speed
i put the baddest b+tches on they knees
we got them new triggers, you can barely touch ’em and they spittin’ thirties with the ease
all this ice on, n+gga, freeze
you gon’ take somethin’? n+gga, please
you better sit down somewhere before your p+ssy ass get found somewhere
i keep them rounds in here
they got a tuxedo you’re dyin’ to wear
see, i ain’t too social with n+ggas, i just like boastin’ on n+ggas
i ain’t makin’ no po’ ’bout no n+gga, can’t talk to no ho ’bout n+gga
[verse 2: stupid duke]
these n+ggas be playin’ too much (playin’)
the last opp got hit with this duck
i ain’t gon’ speak on that truck lil’ homie, you livin’, you livin’ off luck
a n+gga said f+ck the mob and the pen, i just got him stuck
he a certified b+tch, he can’t move off his bunk
i got the juice, it’s too crazy, i’m comin’ like donald trump
two things i ain’t seen before, a ufo and a ho won’t f+ck
i had a threesome with that b+tch, lil’ shorty a real sl+t
and rick can run, then he done, he get hit with that pump
we spinned the block, back+to+back, two got shot, one got slumped
smokin’ on an opp pack right now, i’m high as f+ck
we ridin’ four deep with eight guns in this stolen truck
these n+ggas be talkin’ to the laws, i ain’t speakin’ on nothin’
i’m takin’ everything you give me, i ain’t goin’ for fronts
these n+ggas finger l!ckin’ good, remind me of a duck
i told ’em don’t move out here, a hundred in the trunk
he said take the dope and leave the money, i’m like, “what the f+ck?”
he said leave the ‘wood and take the ‘wood, he crazy as f+ck
he said leave the ‘wood and take the ‘wood, he crazy as f+ck

- beo lil kenny stupid duke lyrics

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