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boldy james & real bad man - water under the bridge lyrics

[verse 1]
i got thirty rounds to down you, four+pound you
shot, murdered, how they found you
you low+down dirty, rotten scoundrel
i’ll ground you, no punishment (uh)
no pun intended, but back in grade school
you was running for student council (student council)
now you a k!ller and a shooter, but we doubt you’ll
take it all the way without having to say a mouthful (sssh)
break bread with your mans, don’t let them n+ggas count you
think you big fella, play big on the soil, n+ggas’ll house you (ayy)
catch you slipping like a [?] tap you in, just to out you
should’ve never let him live, and got him hit like i was ’bout to
but i didn’t and i was doubtful, hit or miss, should’ve downed you
hit my hitter with a split, for that ticket, he gon’ scalp you
denounce you from the throne, cave your chest and we gon’ crowd you
with them hollows to your dome, [?] text speaking volumes
all them guns in your name, make sure no felons around you
sh+t be all fun and games till atl come and surround you
jump right off into that water, took a swim without the towel
held my breath a little longer, if you did, it would have drowned you
a couple thousand send them goons in the hood to take out his tonsils (grr)
i be howlin’ at the moon with the wolves, come back and pounce you
[chorus]
all the bridges i burned (ayy), all the thugging i did
all the n+ggas i murked, that’s water under the bridge
now they wish me the worst (ayy), but it was what it is (what else?)
all the rentals from hertz, that’s water under the bridge
new position at work, brought my gun to the [?] (uh+huh)
water whip in the church, that’s water under the bridge
all my n+ggas is turnt, but my young in the street
ate your b+tch for dessert, that’s water under the bridge

[verse 2]
it’s 227, sig sauer boys, where we at?
heard a rapper live a double life, but n+ggas barely trap
all dressed in black with that miss mary mac
with the silver b+ttons down her back
melt a n+gga like some candle wax
hand her free shots just like some sample packs
drum attached, hundred+fifty rounded, that’s a rumble pack (let’s get it)
i’ll get your plug noodle lane for a couple racks
have my youngin’ hem his long jeans, make them cut the slacks
hit your block, spin and bend then i’ll double back
startled the kids, interrupted your grandmother nap
had her crawling through the crib, on her stomach front to back
made her turn on her hearing aid down like, “what the f+ck was that?”
then i sent her a cardiac, gave her a heart attack
chopper bit his whole leg up, look like a shark attack
[?] lookin’ in all his mirrors when he park the ‘lac (skrt)
from the last n+ggas we sent up who thought they caught me lackin’ (yeah)
[chorus]
all the bridges i burned (ayy), all the thugging i did (uh+huh)
all the n+ggas i murked, that’s water under the bridge
now they wish me the worst (ayy), but it was what it is (uh+huh)
all the rentals from hertz, that’s water under the bridge
new position at work, brought my gun to the [?]
water whip in the church, that’s water under the bridge
all my n+ggas is turnt, but my young in the street (what else?)
ate your b+tch for dessert, that’s water under the bridge (let’s get it)

- boldy james real bad man lyrics

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