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gang51e june – base’ body lyrics

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[intro]
(jordan, you’re so cute)

[chorus]
p+ssy boy, you ain’t no k!ller
i can’t really f+ck with n+ggas
lyin’ on them instrumentals
you ain’t never slung no pistol
mr. whip+up+in+a+fisker
with a b+tch that be on insta
.40 cal right by my zipper
knock a n+gga out his slippers (boop, boop)
n+ggas tryna jack my wave
b+tches tryna sn+tch my cake
12 is tryna crack that case
flex and we gon’ lash his place
i’ve been tryna act my age
but i’d rather act my pay
sorry if i shared your weak sh+t
somebody hacked my page (let’s go)

[verse]
two hundred if you want a feature
i don’t want no f+ckin’ feature
f+ck that new iphone 11
gangsta nikes with a beeper
base’ body, gang demeanor
tfg, baby, you know the procedurе
51 where i stay, come see us
i got this top and i’m uppin’ thе nina
threw out the charger and got me a mali’
i’m pullin’ up dolo, i’m solo, i’m rowdy (let’s go)
you ain’t gettin’ money, get far from around me
i’m straight from the 1, yeah the gutta, the valley
these n+ggas is b+tches, they talkin’ about me
say that you with it, lil’ n+gga, come down me
the b+tch the oop and he dunkin’ the alley
he uppin’ the chop out the top of the audi
n+gga, what the f+ck you thinkin’?
full+court pressure, double teamin’
think i came this far to lose?
n+ggas must be f+ckin’ dreamin’
i’m recordin’ in the bas+m+nt
i ain’t even f+ckin’ made it
but they treat me like i’m famous
got this sh+t straight off the pavement
d+mn cuz, i thought you was my thug
how you try to f+ck my lady?
crazy you did me a favor
took my loss and kept it gangsta
your dawg, he a secret agent
i don’t do interrogations
don’t get paid to solve no cases
i don’t got your information
[chorus]
n+ggas tryna jack my wave
b+tches tryna sn+tch my cake
12 is tryna crack that case
flex and we gon’ lash his place
i’ve been tryna act my age
but i’d rather act my pay
sorry if i shared your weak sh+t
somebody hacked my page
p+ssy boy, you ain’t no k!ller
i can’t really f+ck with n+ggas
lyin’ on them instrumentals
you ain’t never slung no pistol
mr. whip+up+in+a+fisker
with a b+tch that be on insta
.40 cal right by my zipper
knock a n+gga out his slippers



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