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ka$hdami – psa/ebk lyrics

[intro]
gang, gang, fbee
(they gon’ f+ck with this one, will)
(it’s ka$hwayz or no wayz, n+gga)
fah, fah, gang

[verse]
h+ll no, i can’t f+ck with these lame ass n+ggas
don’t pass me yo j, i’ma face that n+gga
d+mn bad b+tch, i’m in love with a figure
you totin’ that gun is you pullin’ that trigger (grrah+bah+bah)
and i’m smokin’ this j for the pain, yeah i swear it’s my am (d+mn)
7.62’s crack his melon, like cantaloupe (fah, fah, fah)
strobe on the glock, make him freeze, don’t know where to go (grrr)
my reagle plug got the pack for the f+cking low
i’m ducking your b+tch, she can’t f+ck me, got yellow throat
i ain’t ducking no opps, b+tch, i been on my strip
pull up, hop out, bet a n+gga get hit (grrah+bah+bah)
arp with the stock, bet a n+gga won’t miss
i’m shooting 7.62’s ’cause it’s f+ck 5.56
yeah, i thought you was gangsta, you told ’em you flipped
i’m in the trap, i’m with bro, he got rich off his wrist (grrr)
fbee, i think the check just hit
i ain’t squashin’ no beef, i ain’t makin’ amеnds
i stay down til’ i came up, and n+ggas still switched
dvd, we sping his block likе a disc
boy, i’m f+ckin’ these hoes, they don’t get compliments
i got the 50, the 100, i’m picking through options
i just f+cked that hoe on the weekend, i do that sh+t often
big booty b+tch, and she say she from boston (hrr, hrr)
in the dmv brackin’ like barman
in the dmv, these n+ggas tappin’ with me
got homies out west, get em knocked out for the free
all these n+ggas really p+ssy, they ain’t nothing like me
all these n+ggas really p+ssy, they ain’t ’bout it when they speak
i got the 30, the 50, i’m picking through clips
n+ggas be fed as a b+tch, ryan saban’s like sh+t
speak on this gang bangin’ sh+t, you get punched in your lip
n+ggas neutral as sh+t, better sit like a b+tch
boy, you got a spark in the pan, now you broke as a b+tch
these n+ggas really be fans, they tryna beef for the clique
n+gga, i’m slidin’ with fall, that’s my slime, that’s my twin
i see through all you n+ggas, inside, you a b+tch
i’m ebk what you throw up, i’m droppin’ that sh+t
and it’s never beef with you n+ggas, y’all never on sh+t (fah, fah, fah)
[outro]
grr
fah, fah, fah

- kahdami lyrics

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