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germ – for the win lyrics

[intro]
bad sh-t
bad sh-t
bad sh-t
aye
aye
aye

[verse 1]
look at that jag, that b-tch so fast
catch up lil goofy, i ain’t looking back
looking, reaching, grabbing bags
like magic, it’s coming i’m running and hunting
for world order, slaughter daughters daily
pay me, now i’m demanding them benjis
i’m sorry you hate me, i’m tryna change it
but momma done told me i’m f-cked up
off that bag, light it up, hold up
hit da yak, you ’bout it, you claim it, you lost in sedation
tryna trade places with somebody famous
i’ll never be that guy, master of disguise, all black
no mask on your back, my mans got .223’s and they smack

[hook]
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak

[verse 2]
be ready to bruise them knees
you suckin me down till you bleed
ain’t never had i wanted to do you feel da greed
p-ssing up b-tches now they see flee
ride wit me ball wit me hold me down
i get da call we run down servin hot sh-t
believe me
please don’t play wit me
big bank take lil bank
f-ck left em stank
big body candy paint
hoes in da back and they throwin da pink
59 k!llas at da f-ckin buffet
you know we eatin good today
migos wit da sh-ts
andale

[outro]
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak
off dat bag
line it up
hol up
hit dat yak

- germ lyrics

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