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bxby bino feat. gma reapa - tick (remix) lyrics

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(ayeeeee it’s ghost)
i don’t f+ck wit these nig+as i stay to myself
the last nig+a played got put on a shelf
you better think twice or you gonna meet death
i don’t need my gang i’ll do it myself

ian loving no bitc+ play her like a trojan
these choppa bullets gon stop a nig+a motor
i’m with that gang stepping like a soldier
these nig+as bit+he’s i thought i had told you

hop out on feet walk down i might catch a case
4 nig+as 1 gun 30 clip um upping the rate
no cap you play right now get shot in the face
these n+ggas bitc+he’s they know who we are and we stepping on sh+t and they know not to play

brand new opp got a brand new k
opp pack in the air so you know i gotta face it
yeen my family get thе fu+k out my way
i’m shootin these nig+as that get in my way
i swеar i got aim and i’m not gon miss
i’ll slap a nig+a down for hating like chris
yeen got a bag bit+h get on yo sh+t
i’m a bad young nig+a and a savage

i’m a yg and they kno how i do
you looking at me and i’m joking on you
i hop on the scene i’m hot like some soup
you play with the gang and get put on the news
going against me you gonna lose
cary the blues and i got the clues
told my nig+a we gon make it in music
stay out the streets and focus on music

hollup wait tick finna blow
you wanna see me better pay for a show
i’m high off that gas i don’t know where to go
i shop wit a nig+a that work for the low
the devil want me and i already know
thank the lord for the blessings and i pray for some more
why the fu+k is he clutching he not gonna blow

got a backwood and a cigar from the store
opp pack hitting hard se they face in the smoke
i’m done wit this beat imma pass it to bro

we stay wit them sticks got the glock in the show
if you run up on me catch a shot to the throat
bino too shiesty you already know
put my trust in my gun i won’t trust a hoe
gma till i die yeh it’s a ghost flow
he dissed on my gang caught him and his bro

we know where you trap come kick down yo door
roll up a opp pack this sh+t burning my nose
12 hit the spot hit the back cut the stove
yeh i’m from the dirty i’m throwing up 4
my cup really dirty i’m movin real slow
catch a opp up in traffic i’m wiping his nose
leave em at the red light his h+rn gonna blow
i told em wassdown i guess he ain’t know

bit+h i’ll make you famous ian talkin no show
put yo ass in the sky and go fu+k on yo hoe
before i snitch on my gang up the road i’ll go
we taking them chances every day yeen know
yo bit+h know my name yeh b i n o
yo bit+h say my name wit my d+ck in ha throat
we hop out on feet walk you down it’s a go
2 glocks yeh i’m on it i don upped the score
b i n fu+king o

- bxby bino feat gma reapa lyrics

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