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daboii - punishment lyrics

[intro: daboii]
b+tch let’s get it crackin’
(link up)

[chorus: daboii]
b+tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f+ck about them tats up on your face b+tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n+gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b+tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f+ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n+ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang n+gga

[verse 1: daboii]
d+mn i’m done wit’ n+ggas
catch that lil’ n+gga out in public, we gon’ punish n+ggas
ain’t gon’ lie, you catching bullets too i catch you running wit’ ’em
i just put my opp in a scope, i got a tunnel vision n+gga
b+tch, f+ck the opposite
i don’t go nowhere without my pole, i gotta ride wit’ it
boy don’t even ask about no beat b+tch we on top of it
why you tat that gang up on yo’ skin? you ain’t gon’ die for it n+gga
b+tch, we ain’t squaring up
b+tch you want me dead, i want you dead, okay that’s fair enough
b+tch before you slide up over here you need a pair of nuts
and i feel like i’m a soldier with this choppa, i’ma tear ’em up
yeah, you embarrassed huh?
b+tch i’m tryna strike a n+gga out, naw i ain’t sparing one
i see n+ggas cliquing up watch, you n+ggas paring up
virgin ass n+ggas, you n+ggas scared to bust n+gga
[chorus: daboii]
b+tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f+ck about them tats up on your face b+tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n+gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b+tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f+ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n+ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang

[verse 2: cash kidd]
thought i told you b+tches once, don’t call me by my government (h+ll no)
watch out the window, bust down, jazmine sullivan
goofy thought it was a one on one, them hollows jumping in (bop bop)
is it still tricking off if for the neck i purchased her wig?
i mean it’s really not my paper it belongs to some other kid
five percent on the amg i crashed the other benz
i don’t need no b+tch i need m’s, f+ck a friend
yeah just put a big b+tton on my stick, on demand
spent the block if n+ggas ain’t get hit then duck again
i can’t flirt, it’s either, “can i get some head?” or “f+ck you then” (alright b+tch)
n+ggas tucking drugs to get ahead, won’t plug you in
shots fired n+ggas diving to the ground like they fumbling (bop bop)
yeah, versace comforter
just to make your ho feel fancy when i’m f+cking her
i am not a p, i sell d+ck, your b+tch a customer
almost smacked the b+tch in her sh+t talking ’bout, “bust in her”
[chorus: daboii]
b+tch let’s get it crackin’
give a f+ck about them tats up on your face b+tch you ain’t savage
have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
i can get that n+gga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
on the gang
b+tch, like what it is?
i rep sob the gang, do you know who you f+ckin’ with?
put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
we ain’t giving n+ggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
on the gang n+gga

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