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ilostmari - #certified remix lyrics

if i up da bl!ck boy its coup de grace
ran up on dat boy he stuck in slow motion no super hot
treat me like im gordon ramsey, way im finna stir the pot
n+ggas actin like they hard, i promise b+tch boy, no you not

carpel tunnel i just but thumbin thru knots
even in incarceration i would never fold to cops
these n+ggas is sweet as f+ck, treat em like bergamot
word to moms, if they wanna beef im sending 30 shots
when im witcha hoe the only thing we know is dirty talk

dat boy upped it in emergences and let da fye escape
but i keep da grip on acp’s hit bro a mile away
stepped up in the club and yo b+tch wave to me like andale
yo b+tch tryn blow me, im tryna blow up da osama way
emo kid im getting paid, i cut my wrists wit diamond blades
abcdef dat boy met a g and ran away
hij you comin in my way and u gon meet da k

i know these n+ggas lame
get it back in blood come see me face to face
n+ggas d1 hatin like they charlamane
if i up da bl!ck boy its coup de grace
ran up on dat boy he stuck in slow motion no super hot
treat me like im gordon ramsey, way im finna stir the pot
n+ggas actin like they hard, i promise b+tch boy, no you not
incognito switches i might blitz the b+tch with 30 shots
my wrist look like geodude, all u see if f+cking rocks
i can tell them boys is twitter dudes
all they do is f+ckin talk
bet my glock, leave that boy like patrick wit no f+ckin thoughts

- ilostmari lyrics

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