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frankthemusican - shadowofdeath lyrics

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chorus:
yeah, open that b+tch up
yeah, i don’t f+ck with no pictures
know when i hit that sh+t, bustin’ that sh+t up
pour the wock in, tryna blitz up
lame b+tch run and got hit up
all my b+tch bread getters
and we aim heads call of duty
racks, they come in the mail
pre verse 1:
b+tch, this part of my coat
we got sticks, for you and your bro
i got rich, did that on my own
yeah, yeah, imma air that ho out
i’m built from the north and the south
tell me why, what’s that about?
we run in your f+cking house

verse 1:
he tried to run up, this 7.62, give a f+ck ’bout huh
told that b+tch, put the g in my hand, got hundred some rounds
d+mn, way before i hit the stage, i was rollin loud
look at ‘em boys, it’s a shame ‘bout we goin’ out
i told my bro “hold it down”
thеy tryna copy the sound
why i don’t trip, what you bought?
walk in, they checkin’ mе out
ain’t work a day, for a boss
b+tch, i’ma ball, nba
money, that sh+t on my deck
my b+tches find where you stay, catch him
bullets start, fly out the wraith, stretch him
i don’t say sh+t like charades, test him
that b+tch not in the game, bench him
we turn that boy to a strain, send him up
talk on my name, okay, bet it up
life is a game, gotta set it up
i switched your chain to some mushrooms
i ain’t really sure you can get this
gang runnin’ sh+t like it’s fitness
pockets so fat like a thik b+tch
woahhh
chorus:
yeah, open that b+tch up
yeah, i don’t f+ck with no pictures
know when i hit that sh+t, bustin’ that sh+t up
pour the wock in, tryna blitz up
lame b+tch run and got hit up
all my b+tch bread getters
and we aim heads call of duty
racks, they come in the mail

pre verse 2:
b+tch, this part of my coat
we got sticks, for you and your bro
i got rich, did that on my own
yeah, yeah, imma air that ho out
i’m built from the north and the south
tell me why, what’s that about?
we run in your f+cking house

verse 2:
i ain’t f+cking with these hoes no more
i just spent a hundred+fifty on some clothes on ho
b+tches tryna come back in my life, had to close the door
and i hate it, when b+tches try and act like they know me
and these p+ssy ass b+tches, gon’ get the f+ck back for yo brodie
my bicthes , they pull up with dracs, i ain’t talking ‘bout ovo

- frankthemusican lyrics

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