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k7thefinesser - 1:19am lyrics

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25k on my neck, got n+ggas mad
shoot his b+tch up then i’m aimin’ at his dad
speed racin’ the foreign, hopin’ i don’t crash
n+ggas talkin’ tough but they just talkin’ out they ass
really get my mans, put him in a body bag
treat him like my son, it’s toys up in the diaper bag
all i think is millions, i ain’t got no time for lag
i done been in prison, i ain’t got no time for sag
choppin’ bodies up, call me a surgeon
on the phone with the money and i need it urgent
put this ski mask on, you can catch me lurking
find your b+tch in my home, you can catch her slurpin’
i’m comin’ with the chops, murder on my mind
kickin’ down doors, ralfy, it’s a grind
she got so much cake, i call her dunkin’ heinz
lil’ baby fine, but i ain’t cuffin’ sh+t
twenty+five on my neck, another on my wrist
n+ggas go against the gang but never on they b+tch
it’s like i work for frito+lay, i’m all about my chip
and if a groupiе try to play me, i hit ’em with the stick
rеally ain’t sh+t, i’m all about mines
and we gon’ pass quick, wait for the right time
i don’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they gon’ bite rhymes
i ain’t in the spotlights, i’m in the shadow
i’m scared to hit l!cks with these n+ggas ’cause n+ggas tattle
i keep the glock and i keep bullets all in the satchel
i was the baddest kid in the streets, a lil’ rascal
a lil’ demon, had the hoes bleedin’
changed ’em every season, this juice, it keep me fiendin’
the perky got me beamin’, these choppers i be squeezin’
preachin’ hope to you hoes but i’m not a deacon

- k7thefinesser lyrics

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