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htn shittunes - dip freestyle (lazy3x cover) lyrics

[intro]
(euuuuuueeeuuueuuuugghhheuuuu)

[verse]
ayy, the bullets, they hit ’em, they split ’em like l!ckity
i’m in the field with yo’ b+tch and she l!ckin’ me
i get a grip and yo’ b+tch wanna get with me
i get a stick, yeah, i came with the infantry
the lines, they hit ’em, it’s feeling like symmetry
f+ck the other side, don’t f+ck with the enemy
we sound the same, that n+gga a simile
she get on her knees, i’ma show her my ministry
these n+ggas some p+ssy, they don’t get no dignity
get hit with the glizzy, he disappear instantly
i’m k!lling these n+ggas (uh) literally
i’m f+cking that b+tch, stop being fidgety
vvs diamonds; no, these not from tiffany’s
he not from the hood, that boy in captivity
but my n+ggas with it, they really be in the streets
these n+ggas don’t get it, these n+ggas be industry
the glock with a d+ck, i take his virginity
that n+gga a b+tch, he talkin so sillily
the heat in my waves, it change the humidity
i get the pack, then i’m flippin’ it
i get the racks, get the dividends
i’m in the field like i’m playing for michigan
b+tch i’m on a roll like i’m workin’ for michelin
he talk crazy, now instantly missing him
shooting that n+gga, like no, we not dissin’ him
she suckin’ my d+ck like no, i’m not kissin’ her
i get the clips, (uh) cinema
my life is a movie, i’m a walking theater
richer than sh+t, i get paid just to be in here
i post the picture, shawty wanna be in it
sippin’ that fanta, had to pour the lean in it
i pull up with hades, i be on my demon sh+t
he prayin’ to god, put him on a crucifix
he actin’ all hard but no, he not doin’ sh+t
like boy i’m big lazy, i be on my stupid sh+t
my n+ggas go brazy, i’m wit’ all that shootin’ sh+t
if she give me neck, b+tch, don’t put no tooth in it
i chop down the roof ‘n sh+t, pull up an’ shootin’ sh+t
get hit with the glock, he won’t get up
hop in the booth ‘n sh+t, smokin’ on boof ‘n sh+t
god, the gas, it got me stuck
wanted thot, wan’ show me love
oh, that’s your b+tch? she sucked me up!
i water my wrist, but the av on two toms
i pull up in the whip and you know that the roof gone
he look for his b+tch. just know that his boo gone
she ridin’ the subway, gave her this footlong
and i got a big k, know that this clip long
shawty gon’ f+ck, just know that this d+ck long
i pull up and box, i’m taking his jaw off
hop out of the car, hop out with the sawed+off
9 in the clip, it’s taking his arm off
that n+gga, he g+y, that n+gga a jerk+off
i’m sippin’ on lean, i’m sippin on smirnoff
that n+gga, he green, she said it’s a turn+off
he runnin’ his mouth, we takin’ his neck off
we makin’ a list, that n+gga get checked off
red all on me, i’m feelin’ like santa
we sending out shots, not sendin’ out letters
whole gang gon’ f+ck ’cause shawty gon’ let us
and i get green, ain’t talkin’ ’bout lettuce (yeah)

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