dmann – hibachi lyrics
they don’t like this sh+t
[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck though, n+gga
baby we can hit mizu’s for hibachi
.40 cal for a n+gga think he rocky
a broke b+tch favorite line be like “daddy do you got me”
i just got a blitz through the ice rink like its hokey
b+tch was only tryna f+ck i ain’t trippin
every wood a kd or a f+cking scottie pippen
never blowin b+tches up you’ll never catch a n+gga simpin’
i ain’t buyin’ b+tches sh+t, you won’t ever seen me trickin’
[verse 1]
okay i might buy her a purse or a ring
n+ggas weak and fell off like that n+gga g+bo lean
i ain’t cappin’ in my music i done served a couple fiends
n+gga thought he had some froth it was benadryl with cream
i just talk sh+t or sh+t talk n+gga it’s the same sh+t
i’m a play boy you never catch me with the same b+tch
i focus on this bag like a n+gga playing game 6
4th quarter crunch time 3 i’m tryna game sh+t
n+gga you ain’t got no cheese
n+gga you ain’t got no bread
i been drinking till i got hallucinations in my head
turn a n+gga hush mode for the sh+t that he said
leave a crip n+gga red, i’m tryna leave a n+gga dead
bro addicted to the pills at the doc he actin’ sped
you n+ggas [?] off the porch just a whole bunch of cracks
how many n+ggas we gon k!ll i got a whole bunch of bets
how many hoes at this party cause i brought a lot of meds
the way i’m talking sh+t, you probably think a n+gga ignorant
i had to let my last b+tch go, we got into it
sold the glock for a .45 i got a bigger stick
n+gga you do not smoke runtz
n+gga you do not have no guns
cappin ass n+gga
n+gga you do not have no funds, you a broke n+gga
n+gga you do not smack buns, get no cooter
shoutout my slime big brother, he from hoover
only n+gga at the b+stack got lean in the cooler
i’m probably in a foreign car, this n+gga slidin’ in a tuner
all i hang around is winners, i can’t hang around no losers
baby we can hit mizu’s for hibachi
i don’t give a f+ck though, n+gga
baby we can hit mizu’s for hibachi
.40 cal for a n+gga think he rocky
a broke b+tch favorite line be like “daddy do you got me”
i just got a blitz through the ice rink like its hokey
b+tch was only tryna f+ck i ain’t trippin
every wood a kd or a f+cking scottie pippen
never blowin b+tches up you’ll never catch a n+gga simpin’
i ain’t buyin’ b+tches sh+t, you won’t ever catch me trickin’
n+gga
[outro}
yeah
i really talking that sh+t cause i’m the sh+t talker n+gga
yeah
i’m really talking that sh+t cause i’m the sh+t talker b+tch
broke ass n+gga you can’t do that sh+t n+gga
you don’t even know what mizu’s is
n+gga you ain’t ever ate there n+gga
broke ass n+gga
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