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free siah & digherdown ent. - smokin' bee pack lyrics

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[intro]
(weed legend, roll that sh+t back)
y’all know what it is, man (baow, baow)
it’s that free siah n+gga, man, big 9600 sh+t (big 9600)
grraow, baow (gang, gang)

[chorus]
i was about to let you live but i ain’t done yet
young n+gga, i been pushin’ weight like i got bowflex
smokin’ on that bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
please get off my d+ck, you n+ggas suspect
she say she tryna rump, like get off that
he say he got money, put it where his mouth at
can’t travis hunter me, can’t give a b+tch a dime bag
you ain’t got a b+tch but tryna ask me where mine at

[verse 1]
i mix deluca, with adouli, ‘cause it’s f+ck the opps
f+ck the oddcord too, man that sh+t’ll never stop
only got love for t.t., and a few other n+ggas
but besidеs for them n+ggas, y’all can suck a c+ck
bounce out with a .45 tryna hit a b+tch
if she try to linе me, i might beat her ass and k!ll the b+tch
the opps see i’m relevant and instantly they on my d+ck
the biggest in my city, hurry up and come take a pic’
[chorus]
i was about to let you live but i ain’t done yet
young n+gga, i been pushin’ weight like i got bowflex
smokin’ on that bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
please get off my d+ck, you n+ggas suspect (oh, my god)
she say she tryna rump, like get off that
he say he got money, put it where his mouth at
can’t travis hunter me, can’t give a b+tch a dime bag
you ain’t got a b+tch but tryna ask me where mine at

[verse 2]
yeah, i’m with my brother and we slidin’ too
i punched lil joshua in his face, he started cryin’ too
i’m tryna fight, he start to run, went into hiding too
the whole point is y’all can see what siah do
i’m smokin’ opp pack daily, fresh fade with the braids, i know the n+ggas hate me
n+gga probably mad because his b+tch tryna date me
got a white shooter, call that n+gga slim shady (baow, baow)
make a b+tch say, “baow”, like she yakkpakk
i got in a new gen 5 in my backpack
hold on, nah for real? n+gga, scratch that
niyah keep on playin’, i’ma send where her dad at (six feet under)

[chorus]
i was about to let you live but i ain’t done yet
young n+gga, i been pushin’ weight like i got bowflex
smokin’ on that bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
please get off my d+ck, you n+ggas suspect
she say she tryna rump, like get off that
he say he got money, put it where his mouth at
can’t travis hunter me, can’t give a b+tch a dime bag
you ain’t got a b+tch but tryna ask me where mine at
[outro]
(this is a certified siah production)



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