a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

c b8by - final warning lyrics

they said they wanna do it let’s get it on
big ‘ol 40 sounding like von
f+ck all my opps i can’t make a song
f+ck if im right f+ck if im wrong
nlb brodie yeah i like to tweak
i pop a perc they can’t match the geek
hollows they hit him make a n+gga leak
call that sh+t hollow the way it make em sleep

im outside and i’m letting shots go
i f+ck with n+ggas splitting n+ggas tacos
hop out and the opps know
chinga tu madre no vatos
he tried to run bro and he got smoked
hop out and the opps know
im outside brodie in a poncho
cause i’m cold brodie inna

he tried to run but i cl!cked em
im outside tryna get it
he tried to cl!ck em they dismiss it
hollows they hit him think he different
like what!? we hop out n then we cl!ck sh+t
n+ggas be talking cause they b+tches
and that sh+t really fictions like
most these rap n+ggas snitches
hop out the car feeling like i’m gotti
in a bugatti
n+gga who gone stop me
nlb so im moving hotty
moving with the choppy
moving with the shotty

n+ggas always in my face so i keep a k f+ck when n+ggas fell
brodie hopped inna steal
soon as sh+t get real
lacing in the ville

n+ggas really wanna tweak
get get on a n+gga n make em leak
hop out the car shoot his whole street
air his sh+t up call it bnb
ion like em n+ggas feel like quarantine
keep it on me
they gone come that’s a .40
and that sh+t hop out busting my shawtys

he wanna talk brodie he get hit
ain’t no running like rick
bullets kinda like vodka
outside toting onna choppa
bullets might hit him dreads down like a rasta
i was outside toting onna
i was outside toting onna knocka
yea i could drill and i’m moving hot huh!?
yea im moving proper
everything dead when i’m moving oppy
feeling like im gotti
i said brodie hid inna bugatti
like ain’t a n+gga gone stop me
we might hit him and aim for his body
why would they try me (like)
im moving too oppy (like)
and i’m moving too jolly

- c b8by lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS