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hrishav & samir – tihi! lyrics

aes is up

lil shawty yeah i know that you’re two faced
starting packing things up like a suitcase
two lines got me straight to a new place
switching up the lane, big cs call me blueface

i been getting cash, getting cake
stop playing with that ni–a, yeah he fake
f-ck all y’all ni–as, i got food on my plate
choppa and a uzi and you know i let it spray
always with the clique, don’t come here and b-tch-debate
ni–as blessing off, skrt, pop you in your face
saint-laurent, gucci bag, louis, i got taste
f-ck it, lil b-tch i’ll punch you in your place
i be in the streets, yeah i pull up with a shawty
k!lling ni–as, k!lling everybody
in the freetime, it’s a hobby
don’t think you sl!ck b-tch, you sloppy
get yo’ -ss beat if you think you wanna rob me
f-ck ni–a get to running, yeah when i’m wreckin’
do the dash, speeding up, ni–a i’m not crashing
holding my money, b-tch you better know i’m stashin’
yeah, i bust down on a ni–a get to stepping

b-tch i was deep in that gang sh-t
started up big, chopped it up into twenties
gave it to runners and they started slanging
bringing me money, in love with the benjis
yeah i might skrr off in a mo’f-cking bentley
know that it’s paid for, it’s not even rented
might catch a body, i don’t need no ransom
f-ck on that b-tch cuz she thinks that i’m handsome (ay)

pop it back, oo
let it slap, oo (d-mn)
at the neck boy (uh)
spend a rack, oo

pop it back, oo
let it slap, oo
at the neck boy (uh)
spend a rack, oo

balenciga, oo (uh)
on my 44
that b-tch like me, but i come and go (f-ck you)
that b-tch like me, but i’m out the door
i’ll tap my b-tch, yeah we on the floor

lil shawty yeah i know that you’re two faced
starting packing things up like a suitcase
two lines got me straight to a new place
switching up the lane, big cs call me blueface

god on my heart, put that b-tch on my d-ck
458, matted black that’s the whip
god on my heart, 666 on my lip
when i’m laying it down all i do is i sin

i just started out, got 10 on my jeans
i’m young and i’m paid, do you know what it means
i started off big, chopped it up into keys
now i’m getting paid, and my hands all clean

shooting b-tches left and right, i’m sniping on the back-end
f-cking on your lil shawty from the front and the back-end
two-tone patek, b-tch (uh), hear me rappin’
f-ck it, lil weirdo he be mad he be snapping (ay)

the only way i can die is from suicide
cuz none of these rappers can k!ll me
b-tch, i’m that ni–a
yeah, can you feel me
i might pull up with a mac and a stiff- oh sh-t

lil shawty yeah i know that you’re two faced
starting packing things up like a suitcase
two lines got me straight to a new place
switching up the lane, big cs call me blueface

- hrishav samir lyrics

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