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c.m.l. - itchin pt2 lyrics

[verse 1]
your b+tch all on my d+ck, i bet she tell you hank ain’t nothing nice
i ain’t going back and forth with blood, let’s have a money fight
lurking in the morning, trying to catch that boy by sunday night
b+tch i’m from iraq, it’s overk!ll, f+ck the other side
chase him down in traffic, if you get away your brother die
acting tough on instagram, you see me you get b+tterflies
sharper than a hatchet, n+ggas weaker than a b+tterknife
tripping on my opposition, n+ggas know i’m nothing nice
run up on you, whoop you in the store b+tch, this a funny fight
empty out your pockets by my issue, you ain’t coming right
diss me on the net, but when you see me, you say something nice
first i write your name down, and then i get you underlined
i just caught another flight, checking out another sight
kicked him all up in his mouth, and caught him with another right
bl++dy that’s my pistol grip, so i just got another pipe
100 bands up in my hands, i’m showing off, this something light
lavish d don’t get along with rappers, yeah you f+cking right
all you do is d+ckride n+ggas, you the sucka type
all i do is trip on n+ggas, i’m the other type
we gon’ put rounds in this clown, that’s the other light

[chorus]
like cl!ck, cl!ck, boom
street sweeper, no broom
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
like cl!ck, cl!ck, boom
street sweeper, no broom
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon

[verse 2]
put a tag on your feet, we put n+ggas six feet
put a n+gga in a suit, boy you looking too neat
200 rounds up in this choppa bruh, we only two deep
kada ate ’em like some mambas, just for acting too sweet
mj, 23, face on a new tee
rocket launcher, i’m a monster, all we do is chew beef
boy i love to tag on n+ggas, police trying to shackle n+ggas
hawk ’em down, even out of town, we dismantle n+ggas
it’s a couple hundred on the table, you can add it n+gga
i ain’t never going broke, ’cause i got money habits n+gga
acting like you wanna take my chain, come and grab it n+gga
and i used to f+ck your baby mama, i’m the daddy n+gga
got a rolls and a benz, but look at the caddy n+gga
want smoke with the hank, you can drop the addy n+gga
f+ck my bottom b+tch, all she do is backstab me n+gga
she f+cked my home boy, and i know they laughed at me n+gga

like cl!ck, cl!ck, boom
street sweeper, no broom
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon
word around town, you a dead n+gga coming soon

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