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bnf rozzy rosè - 8 bit freestyle lyrics

dawg really skipped grades off the work now he a junior , wanna learn how to flip a 1 into a 10 now i’m tutor , i can’t get my hands dirty now i’m calling me a shooter , think i dialed the wrong number cause i’m nodding pooter

the b+tch mad that wanna leave she tryna kick it , told i her ass i gotta leave to stir (blank) the sh+t explicit , you been asking the pape i lay it down and then you ripped it , i seen a court date we walking out them doors he acquitted

who told you that i really got the work i’m anonymous? , i made a round trip they calling for them ps they out in romulus , have you ever pull a b+tch without no confidence? , tryna f+ck me first night lights off i’m clutching it was ominous

beating on the dog in granny crib i betta not get disturbed , i gotta fiend now he outta debt he paid me onna third , how a n+gga really dodge the bullets think he jumped the curb , seen a moving off the walk and i ain’t talking verbs

if you copping i’m going gram for gram i’m being technical, tryna short me look you in eye i’m getting skeptical, i’ll pop you in yo left iris with a reticle , the doctors tryna save you it’s up to god if you a vegetable

popped the transmission onna kia crashed the chevy , ronny learned how to oven bake a loaf he thanked the deli , weaponry make you focus on them vocals like you nelly , ibs the bullet through his guts it passed the belly
me and j2 we had to stash the whip because it’s stolen , i can shave a brick and run it down the road it’s called erosion , you been calling for a credit what’s in yo pockets i know you holding , yes i’m finna throw a gram and tip it off you got the notion

you’ll learn a thing or two when i rap you gotta listen , been tearing the walls to clean a slab no demolition , b+tch i’m mobbing thru yo hood i’m blowed as h+ll no cognition , and they see me coming up they missed their blessings now they wishing

bro the pack heavy i suggest you roll it with a mattress , i shot his head riding in a whip he need a gasket , like them brown b+tches sticking out their tongues the fastest , and i got to grabbing p+ssy not the booty cause it’s plastic

- bnf rozzy rose lyrics

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