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chii wvttz - why would i lack lyrics

[intro]
(glo made that beat)
grra , grra
grra , grra
gang gang gang

[verse 1: c+hii wvttz]
like why would i lack? (why would i lack?)
bend that, bl!ck that, n+++a run track, like (grrrt baow)
hollows they beatin’ his head
why would i diss you get took off the map (gang gang gang)
800k still riding the pack, like
matt got poked by a f+g (gang gang gang )
n+++s they dissin’ they never got back, like
these n++++s p+ssy or ass (grrrt baow)
i see a opp he ain’t gettin’ no pass , like
hollows they rippin’ his neck (rippin’ his neck)
hollows they rippin’ his chest (rippin’ his chest)
don’t got a gun , n++++s knowin’ the rest (lotti)
i see a gz but i’m leaving him stretched , like
n+++ you know i’mma flex (know i’mma flex)
n+++ i aim for the dread (grrrrt)
if you a opp you get touched with the lead (gang gang gang)
doa , n++++s know that we with that (grrrt)
we the new gbe , n++++s don’t sit back (gang gang gang)
like , hollows they pushing his ribs back
like, n++++s they talk about with that (grra grra boom)
throw up a o and you know i’mma clip that
can’t chill with a n++++ ain’t get back (grrra boom)
got shot by a dyk+ ain’t clip back
no we ain’t dissin’ we talkin’ on real facts (grrrrrrrrrrt)
[verse 2: swervo flocca]
i’mma demon , i’m not finna argue
not with the talking , i’mma get up and spark you
spin through , up the knocks , i’mma charge you
he lie to his fellas , he get hit with these hollows too
can’t slack, won’t lack, won’t trip (baow)
if he up with the tool he get hit in sh+t (baow baow baow)
can’t slack, won’t lack, won’t trip (like,)
if he up with the tool he get hit in sh+t (like, what?)
like, keep cl!ckin’
if i up with the knocks he go missin’
i’mma flock at ya’ bro and whoever that’s with him
smoking on mex this sh+t really hittin’
you never got back for your deads, i’m not kidding

[verse 3: dougie b]
i used to trap on the pack
now i spin back cus he’s chat with my tracks
now we get money, big money, no cap
l+limp like a pimp when i walk with this strap
h+h+h+holdup now it’s time for the get back
i been feenin’ bro told me to sit back
if you outside on that block then you get clapped
eos,gbg,b+tch yeah i did that
too lit, too geeked
somebody pass me a muddy or something
percy bussin’ , adrenaline rushin’
[outro]
(instrumental)

- chii wvttz lyrics

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