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domm duarte - the undebatable lyrics

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intro
all u dumb mothaf+ckas, yall better hear this sh+t, its big boy dom with feezy god right here, back at it again in this b+tch, wuzzup

verse (domm duarte)
yo sh+t is dry put some chapstick, chad lip
i ain’t f+cking with the chat chit, chit chat
get the f+ck outta here, we don’t keep the rat sh+t
you snitch b+tch, telling cop sh+t, p+ssy b+tch

move back, gimme some room, or kick back the goons, this ain’t no play room, this ain’t no ballroom, u must consume what i said and dont assume u dont know me, ya get
put the patek, poppin xanies, im an addict
break the mattress with a baddie on the addy
damonds glassy need some b+tches for flashing, yeah
michael jackson with this fashion, b+tch im dabbin, yeah
chillin with my homies, sippin that bacardi
bruh i ain’t f+ckin with that fake sh+t you dummies
b+tches b jealous cause my sh+t is bangin
thеy go loko in the streets like a f+cking junkies

hook
i pull thе trigger right in front of you
but i wish that you never come thru
you talkin’ bout a fame thats not a thang
i really want to know how far you bang
your bullets truly hittin my mind
2020 i ain’t got time
im k!llin all these sh+t i gotta grind
i won’t reminiscing my old time
verse (feezy god)
parallel to none, nothin’ in my bank account
ya talkin bout me behind my back,little f+ckin c+nt
hit you by the line,won’t reply ill bring my slime
slice a little piece of you,you know that you gon’ die

im riding on the road,with my bro’s,with no clothes
we runnin’ out of yayo but she got a coca in her nose
told her not to bleed,demonic eyes and it flipped
she gettin’ h+rny i can’t handle it like fifty shades of freed
whenever you come,imma bang,theres a flame
you jelly everytime i hang hang with the f+ckin’ gang
you tellin me to stop,ain’t got no brake
ain’t got no glock,if you really wanna f+ck
f+ck me and you gon flop

i pull the trigger right in front of you
but i wish that you never come thru
you talkin’ bout a fame thats not a thang
i really want to know how far you bang
your bullets truly hittin my mind
2020 i ain’t got time
im k!llin all these sh+t i gotta grind
i won’t reminiscing my old time



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