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jaydayoungan – shit bag lyrics

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[intro]
how the f+ck y’all n+ggas been slangin’ iron and y’all ain’t upped the murder rate yet?
y’all n+ggas f+ckin’ playin’, man
get out the f+ckin’ streets or you gon’ get shot in yo’ sh+t

[chorus]
how the f+ck y’all been slanging iron, n0body died yet?
he take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b+tch can’t digest
i’m with the sh+ts, two glocks with d+cks, i think them b+tches bis+x
it turn out bad, he lose his ass, if it get where his thighs at
rusty ass stick, this b+tch a throwback, i’m a gangster and they know that
he yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his ‘fro back
come alone, catch yo’ ass while you at home, step like a doormat
break ya bone, the stick’ll hit you in your neck all where your throat at

[verse]
b+tch, i might do you bad, i just might flash, i ain’t talking kodak
take off them f+cking pants, put on a pad with your lil’ hoe ass
tryna run off with my sack, b+tch, i’ma clap, leave you with no back
b+tch, you ain’t in the trap, that sh+t be cap with your lil’ broke ass
like bust a head about that sh+t, what the f+ck you waiting for?
when i was broke as f+ck, i ain’t have sh+t but my .380 tucked
we smashed the whole car so when it’s war, b+tch put the babies up
he act like he don’t love his life, b+tch that’s what i’m gon’ take it for

[pre+chorus]
how the f+ck you n+ggas thuggin’ but ain’t slung no iron yet
point that b+tch where his mind at and knock his f+ckin’ line back
and i’ma see ’bout you, but you gon’ bleed ’bout it for tryin’ that
catch you a hat, you get a sack just like a f+cking line back
but tell me this
[chorus]
f+ck y’all been slanging iron, n0body died yet?
he take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b+tch can’t digest
i’m with the sh+ts, two glocks with d+cks, i think them b+tches bis+x
it turn out bad, he lose his ass, if it get where his thighs at
rusty ass stick, this b+tch a throwback, i’m a gangster and they know that
he yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his ‘fro back
come alone, catch yo’ ass while you at home, step like a doormat
break ya bone, the stick’ll hit you in your neck all where your throat at



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