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daggerromani - #arm n leg #i don’t miss #im him pt.2 lyrics

[intro:daggerromani & lil tecca]
[daggerromani]
nikolas cruz
this glock finna rip just like a fart
drp in the ranks boy check the charts
this glock on my side finna make him smart
i popped two percs i’m going bazark

i popped two percs,im going bezerk
talking down on my man’s,you get put in the dirt
we k!lled yo homies,they all got murked
you not finna slide,call you lil durk
standing on my+(gun shot)

[lil tecca]

like,i don’t owe none of these n+ggas nothing,you feel me
it’s gone be a bunch of n+ggas,once you get to the top or your perception of the top
its gone be a bunch of n+ggas that think they’re entitled to something of what you got and you don’t owe thеm sh+t
you don’t owe n0body nothing
even if you don’t got nothing,you don’t owe anybody nothing
causе you wanna know what’s crazy
n+ggas wasn’t asking me for nothing when i didn’t have anything
and now that i got sh+t n+ggas”yo i need this”
n+gga you don’t need sh+t n+gga get that sh+t yourself
f+ck is you talking about
get out of my face with all that sh+t
period
[chorus:daggerromani]

gang,gang

finna slide on yo block with my nina
that boy talking hot,then i’m blasting my heater
im smoking that za,now my body feel weaker
im sipping that wok now my body a geeker
i pour up that wok pour it up in a beaker
this chop heat his body but where is the fever
i told her ima see her and she acting eager
pour up that tris yeah pour up that activist
i k!lled yo mans and it wasn’t a accident
i feel like i’m kobe boy im never passing it
i feel like i’m kobe boy im really crashing in

[verse 1]
slide through yo block with a glock know that i’m packing it
i keep getting money,you know i keep adding it
i slide through yo block and you know that i’m catching them
when i slide through yo block you know that i’m packing him
slide through yo block and i’m keeping my tech
when i slide through yo block i’m not showing respect
that boy talking down blast it at his neck
he keep talking down we make fun of his death
this chop on my side finna stop his heartbeat
so many sticks you might think it’s a army
purple in my cup ain’t talking about barney
receiving the bag like my name james hardy
i get the money boy im going ghost
yeah i’m with yo thotty,she doing the most
i had to do it they said that i won’t
they talk on the gang now i’m getting provoked
casean with the stick,he gone up it and blitz
pull up with casean you know that is my twin
talking on casean you get put in a spliff
yeah me and casean we like morty and rick
[verse 2]
said i couldn’t get it but i really got it
that boy really mad that he can’t get no blues
when i slide through yo block boy im aiming for tops
when i catch yo manz,you gone go with him too
like he tryna talk on my name tryna talk on the gang
this chop finna knock him loose
he was talking real mean,talking on a screen
so when we catch him,put him on the news
he a typer just like steven hawkin
i always get looks anytime when i walk in
im smoking that gas,now i keep on coughing
we smoking that boy,he got left in a coffin
that’s just twenty racks boy im not impressed
made that in a day without no stress
this man really man cause his homie got pressed
since y’all tryna diss,im coming for y’all necks
he looked at the stick like he seen a monster
gripping my stick,just like a lobster
this chop got him jumping like he at a concert
shot at his parents now that boy in a foster
no slump but they talking down for no reason
wrist too cold,it changing the season
im going up and they couldn’t believe it
talking on my man’s ,you gone catch a beating
but wasn’t y’all just saying that i’m mid?
everybody hated me ain’t talking about chris
now i walk into school,they saying im cool
and they all like “dagger bro,you’re really him”
if he talking down fill him up with rounds
since he wanna talk down on my clique
now she on my body and she is a thotty and she all like “daggerromani you’re him”
like i’m really him,who is you
ask your man’s,how many shots that i threw
i keep my stick like we playing eight ball
so we finna leave him drippy like a pool
handy mandy,im really packing them tools
this glock finna smoke him just like a juul
when i slide through yo block,im shooting yo kids,like my name was nikolas cruz
[verse 3]
this glock finna rip,just like a fart
drp in the ranks boy check the charts
this glock on my side finna make him smart
i popped two percs,im going bazark
i popped two percs,im going bezerk
talking down on my mans,you get put in the dirt
we k!lled yo homies,they all got murked
you not finna slide,call you lil durk
standing on my money,boy it’s really tall
we spinning yo block,boy you boutta fall
yeah me and the gang yeah we boutta brawl
recording his body,like logan paul
we slide through yo block boy that’s really karma
i sleep with the nine tucked in my pajamas
now he wanna talk,it’s really a problem
we taking his heart out jeffery dahmer
run down with that pole,run down with that stick
y’all really a joke a d+mn circus
come get yo girl,she be lurking
come get yo thot she be flirting
concentrate on the bag like adolf hitler
we not internet,we don’t beef over twitter
my chop is a eating,gone get you for dinner
why you talking your gun got glitter
(ayo what the fu+)

[chrous]

gang,gang

- daggerromani lyrics

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