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dabsquadslank - we in this bitch lyrics

[verse 1: slank]
i kick beats in they -sses, punch hard like c-ssius
y’all n-ggas all fake, spell your name with an asterisk
i got that mad sh-t, call me grumpy
my porridge is hot and your oatmeal is lumpy
…
drop it n-gga, f-ck beats, wait where’s my smokes at?
now let me toke that, hit that bud
now i’m clear like kodak, know that son
you in the office like novak, i’m like bun
i’m in the alley like roll that, tote that gun
and rap is fun, see the smile on my face
hear it through your headphones and then call me at my place
5-0-2 and uh, i’m so cool
98 degrees, i’d swear it was negative two
fresh out the zoo, i’m way off the chains
i’m high above the charts, the clouds spell my name
and they cirrus, and i’m seriously
up in the lithosphere dropping sh-t lyrically
we in this b-tch, i ain’t never gon’ rest
i hope your feelin’ me like a bed room pest, uh
i ain’t no house n-gga, i’m in your house n-gga
with your b-tch, making you sleep on the couch n-gga
i’ve won the bout n-gga, you tapped out
i’m bj penn with a pen submit now

[chorus: slank & o-e]
we in this b-tch, i’m tryna’ tell you that
we in this b-tch, you n-ggas better learn
we in this b-tch, f-ck n-ggas should die
we in this b-tch…

[verse 2: o-e]
so i’m back on the track, like dale jr
coming with more hits than an oklahoma sooner
me against you? b-tch that’s humor
and my buzz is growing, kinda like a tumor
i’m just a crooner, never been a jester
just a dope rhymer, and a fresh dresser
i am never lesser, when i’m in the booth
from houston like tre, so i gotta spit the truth
young n-gga from texas, gotta dope necklace
ridin’ in the lexus, acting real reckless
n-ggas know me, they say it’s o-e
and i got a bad b-tch, look like a trophy
say her name is sophie, i don’t give a f-ck
make her back it up like a beeping truck
i’m on the beat, i’m runnin’ these streets
i’m doing things, you can’t see these feats
cause i’m up in the sky, gettin’ real high
n-ggas wanna know why, i’m so fly
i’ma fly boy, you just an insect
lame -ss n-ggas, got no intellect
if we ever intersect, in person or the internet
i’ma leave your mouth-piece in need of a dental check
b-tch i’m a threat, and i got your girl wet
in between her legs, best believe that ain’t sweat
me being dope, yea that’s a bet
and i’m coming through, but i don’t need the tecs
got my right hand, and i got my left
b-tch i been doin’ this sh-t, i’m fresh to death

[chorus: slank & o-e]

- dabsquadslank lyrics

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