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curtwastaken - bookbag 3.0 lyrics

[intro]
bookbag 3.0
yeah i’m just gonna
i’m gonna keep this short and simple, alright

[chorus]
yuh, third day of the week
stick in my hand and you gon’ feel the heat
if you on offense then i’m finna cheat
shootin’ a target, all way down the street

[post chorus]
emptyin’ clips in a fool (what hit him?)
strap in my jeans if i gotta drill ‘em
nerf wit’ a switch, these bullets’ll fill him
i bought a la fitted wit’ no brim
(i bought a la fitted wit’ no brim)
i got a drum, it ain’t missin’ the stock
(i bought a la fitted wit’ no brim)
spin on my block then you gon get the rock
(i bought a la fitted wit’ no brim)
limited time, go watch the clock
(i bought a la fitted wit’ no brim)
i got the gang all over the block

[verse]
you flock, you birds, you pigeons
i got yo b+tch, and she wanna stay
you gon get crossed (not the religion)
i might be stitch, yo lilo my bae
i did the time, the cell i been in
they bailed me out when i ain’t know the way
i got a whip, the benz we spin in
i am the predator, you’re the prey
wanted, dead or alive
f+ck on yo b+tch, then in imma dive
copped a new beamer that i’m gonna drive
they see yo blood on ig live
put a hole in you, it’ll hurt
pole in my hand, you gon’ feel the pain
hop in the benz, off the lot imma (skirt)
catch me in traffic, get shot in the rain
we catch an opp, he gonna go up
nevermind, he a sinna’ (he go down)
get a lil’ dizzy (this lean in my cup)
purple mud, we gonna pass all around
k!llin’ three opps, they a (throuple)
me n yo b+tch, we a couple
9+5, you work a (double)
i get my racks, but it’s subtle
[chorus]
yuh, third day of the week
stick in my hand and you gon’ feel the heat
if you on offense then i’m finna cheat
shootin’ a target, all way down the street

[outro]
bookbag 3.0
i’m out

- curtwastaken lyrics

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