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daboii – kyle lyrics

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[chorus]
thirty rounds of metal what i put up in my rifle
glock hold 22, one in the chamber, think i’m michael
i got love for you but that do not mean i like you
lost up in the sauce? come talk to me so i can guide you
and thizzler wouldn’t post me, now my music up on tidal
treat b-tches like a book witout a cover, that’s no t-tle
mouth full of ice so these b-tches love my smile
you got no love for thugs? b-tch then go get you a kyle

[verse 1]
and they gon’ say you fake when they see you keep your distance
traveled across the world while you stickin’ on your pivot
you wit’ me or against me? p-ssy tell me your decision
they ask how i come up wit’ all this sh-t, i think i’m gifted
and your b-tch p-ssy tight, it was hard to get my tip in
i bet not see no lip up on this bottle if you ain’t pitch in
n-gg-s throw what all these hoes be wearin’, that’s a b-tch fit
d-mn ain’t in my pocket, talk to me, i got crip friends
and i just bought some sh-t that the narcs can’t get they hands on
you ain’t gotta spit no game to a b-tch when your bands long
diamonds on me twerkin’, and my chest what they dance on
how the f-ck is you a boss if you ain’t never put yo’ mans on?
bounty on his head, all it takes to get crept on
n-gg- think he steppin’ it ain’t sh-t to get him stepped on
i heard you was that n-gg- back then, where your rep go?
a fan -ss b-tch that cop questions we reject those
n-gg- say my name then i’m comin’ like the boogie man
b-tch always buzzin’ in my ear like she woody friend
n-gg- i don’t gotta write a rap, i be punchin’ in
you knew he was a b-tch, you ain’t mine, you still tuck him in
bro catch a op and don’t squeeze, i’ma punish him
n-gg- i was gettin’ it on my own when i was just a kid
b-tch you could make love of the hit but you just a friend
and i done spent way too much on glocks to be tusslin’

[chorus]
thirty rounds of metal what i put up in my rifle
glock hold 22, one in the chamber, think i’m michael
i got love for you but that do not mean i like you
lost up in the sauce? come talk to me so i can guide you
and thizzler wouldn’t post me, now my music up on tidal
treat b-tches like a book without a cover, that’s no t-tle
mouth full of ice so these b-tches love my smile
you got no love for thugs? b-tch then go get you a kyle