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db.boutabag - 4am lyrics

[intro]
now these b+tches scream my name
you ever catch me odin’ off ‘woods, let me ease my pain
and if i say it, best believe it, i am not a liar
i’m ’bout a bag, ain’t gotta ask me

[verse]
i gotta roll another klock so i can calm my nerves
my b+tch know it’s other b+tches stalkin’, but it’s fine by her (it’s fine by her)
’cause if she f+ckin’ with db, i’m goin’ through her purse (i’m goin’ through her purse)
these b+tches, they ain’t even bad enough, don’t lift up your skirt (don’t lift up your skirt)
pole on me, klockin’ in this rental, might f+ck around and swerve (skrrt)
b+tch, stop askin’ what i was doin’, that get on my nerves (that get on my nerves)
you want a n+gga off his ass or sittin’ in the dirt? (or sittin’ in the dirt?)
klockin’ all these klocks and all these ashes spillin’ on my shirt (on my shirt)
these n+ggas think they pumpin’ fear, come and burn somethin’ (ayy, ayy)
and i ain’t never fall out with no n+gga i ain’t learned from (i ain’t learned from)
these b+tches fake, they only f+ckin’ when we goin’ up (they only f+ckin’ when we goin’ up)
and i ain’t never fell out with no b+tch i ain’t curve once (i ain’t curve once)
all my n+ggas turnt up (my n+ggas turnt up), don’t get burnt up (don’t get burnt up)
it’s levels to this sh+t, lil’ n+gga, come and learn somethin’ (lil’ n+gga, come and learn somethin’)
ayy, n+gga, now these b+tches scream my name (ayy, n+gga)
you ever catch me odin’ off ‘woods, let me ease my pain (n+gga)
and if i say it, best believe it, i am not a liar (i am not a liar)
brother got the chopper in the bag, he is not a fighter (boom)
he’ll pop your ass like burnin’ rubber with small tires
i was just down on my ass pullin’ all+nighters (pullin’ all+nighters)
my n+gga 5’4″ bippin’, he a small taker (he a small taker)
my twin told you we don’t call ’em guns, we call ’em wrist shakers (we call ’em wrist shakers)
f+ck the b+tch and her sis, n+gga, i’m a big player (n+gga, i’m a big player)
i really took your n+gga out his sh+t, i’m a sh+t taker (he a sh+t taker)
ayy, n+gga, tell me that i’m cappin’ (ayy)
i feel like rio, i ain’t sellin’ dope, i’m in this b+tch rappin’ (i’m in this b+tch rappin’)
two+tone glizzys in this group, get this sh+t crackin’ (let’s get this sh+t crackin’)
matter fact, we get the bag and then we kickbackin’ (then we kickbackin’)
two+tone glizzys in this group, get this sh+t crackin’ (let’s get this sh+t crackin’)
matter fact, we get the bag and then we kickbackin’ (then we kickbackin’)
and your b+tch can’t get off d+ck, she was lip smackin’ (she was lip smackin’)
two+tone tucked under this sh+t, b+tch, i’m clip packin’ (b+tch, i’m clip packin’)
[outro]
ayy, n+gga, now these b+tches scream my name (ayy)
you ever catch me odin’ off ‘woods, let me ease my pain (let me ease my pain)
and if i say it, best believe it, i am not a liar (i am not a liar)
brother got the chopper in the bag, he is not a fighter (he is not a fighter)
my n+gga 5’4″ bippin’, he a small taker (he a small taker)
my twin told you we don’t call ’em guns, we call ’em wrist shakers (we call ’em wrist shakers)
f+ck the b+tch and her sis, n+gga, i’m a big player (i’m a big player)
ayy, get this sh+t crackin’

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