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ham sandwich (usa) - secret base lyrics

[verse 1: ham sandwich]
yuh, aye
sleeping on me, meet the k and the ruger
bad little b+tch give me head in the bar
but she couldn’t get me hard, i was slaying medusa
hating on me and you staying a loser
destiny hunter, i’m spraying the super
we break the medulla, he staying in the supra
and the n+gga must have left his brain in the uber
i’m sending the pack to the paying consumers
pickle his peter, he pray to computers
been punching forever, i’m staying in pewter
your b+tch isn’t loyal, you should’ve been training her sooner
she giving me brain like a tutor
she pass me the dumpy, i dump her, i may be polluter
the mag be as long as a ruler
arugula pockets, my wallet is knotted and tumored

[verse 2: blax]
me against y’all in a best of 15?
i’m putting it all on blax in 8
i’m back and great
swear all these wacks just hate me ’cause they lack in taste
heard all ’em talking a lot so i’m smacking they mouth till they pass away
i pack the k and the blast gon’ spray
still running the track with grace
i need my bag today
if he try staying around, i’m spraying a round
i’m leaving a corpse 6 feet under the ground
i’m f+cking his story all up, it stay cut short
it play on course
my clique hang around with some choppas
you hearing that chop go cl!ck like morse
we really got no remorse
you n+ggas gon’ lie on the floor with no support
[interlude: stargirlkyu]
ham sandwich, because either way you flip it, the bread comes first

[verse 3: karoshi]
wo+wo+woke up at the crew, new crib
i blast off to the moon
every door frame i been stepping through
the highest in the room
you been running off like crazy
but like, what you gonna do?
i been sleeping, feeling lazy
but you’ll still be dead by noon
running out of time
here’s a noose, so get inside
out the loop, you lose your mind
for the loop, yeah, i’m gon’ ride
thought you knew that you would die
’cause play with loops, you lose your life

[verse 4: drip$tick]
yeah, huh
up in the bnb
press b and they flee the scene
okay
cooking with jhb
one shot and he d.e.d
okay (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
drip, why you k!lling these beats?
i’mma just rinse and repeat
okay, yeah
i just been stacking my pesos
b+tch, i’mma stay with the fleet
f+cking with me
i been a menace
my soul in this sh+t when i step on the scene
that boy wanna talk
i maka, i got me a chop
i stay with the weapon on me
i left ’em deceased
you messing, get met with the heat
’cause i’m better when blessing a beat
and i feel like i’m reggie up in this b+tch
you talking that sh+t, get left with receipts
stupid!
[verse 5: jhbboss]
he talking, get shot, no debate, i’mma pop off
nonstop, speaking on gang, get ’em knocked off
upping the bl!ck and i aim at his matha
choppa on me make ’em do the cha cha
y’all rappers shnitzel, y’all talking like rada
bla bla, piece up on me singing opera
loop been on top, y’all the jits that we brought up
big 4 slider, watch how i sauce up, huh
up in the tonka, going to and fro
i switch up the style and then i whip the rove
you wanted the smoke, then i’mma let you know
i’m militant when i’m popping with the pole
with ill intent, i’mma blast him, then i go
i murk ’em, then leave ’em missing, mukuro
my gang finna slide, you know they on the go
get boxed like delivery, he on the door

[verse 6: chubbz]
i got that stick in my hand like a painter
holes in your body, you look like a strainer
gun to your mouth, it’s gon’ look like retainers
my b+tch be crazy, you gotta restrain her
f+cking this b+tch whenever convenient
gimme my money, i’m done being lenient
they see the vision, they f+ck with the art
it’s up on the web for all to see like deviant, yeah
double time daily like jeopardy
i just be moving in silence like leopards be
up in the front, like how a shepherd be
how y’all be acting is just out of jealousy, b+tch
brand new whip, it doesn’t have plates yet
they talk on my name, but they just don’t got faith yet
i run these streets, y’all just not in the race yet
the slots are all taken, there’s just no more sp+ce left, b+tch
[verse 7: breeton boi]
aye, yuh
ay ay!
tell them, if they wanna pipe down, let’s do this
anyone they tryna hype up been useless
blue up on my body like link’s new tunic
2 .38’s, my glock might smooch ’em
huh, bouta leave ’em on the ice
toys out, we ain’t fisher+price
play with me, you playing with your life
if you ain’t with me, i’m aiming at your eyes then
boy, i’m zen
hollow hit him, now he aizen
this my main bag, no side hustle
but i still cruise like i’m isiah
only gon’ say it once, i’m the best!
danganronpa, i’m k!lling my class
y’all be on board, still tryna check ’em
while i slide with h+lla different pieces like chess

[verse 8: politicess]
i be scooted, zooted, hit it, then i dash (then i what?)
need a milly in the bank before i pass
he be sipping, ripping, boy be swagged up before he nash
now an obelisk made for his name up where the homies land
i ain’t talk to no opp, ‘less the flip on po
po flip, then he op, and he pop on folks
no b+tch in the squad, man, we all on cold
but we all from the odd, the wanda a pole
sh+t the 281, where the 2 came from?
2 dead, 2 piece, just a token to me
tote piece, grab toke if he talking to me
finna off all heat till we left with the last of our peeps

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