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leakz 2.0 - mr. 845 lyrics

it’s a step show in my city when we pop out
whole team fly, whole team on top now
armor all the tires, caravan shut the block down
money in the thing, screaming that with the top down
y’all can’t f+ck with us, give it up
i can feel the hate in the air, and they say it’s love
tell the owner that we need more bottles, we in the club
if they told you that my city ain’t litty, they doing drugs

shout out the beautiful women, shout out my dogs dem
all my bros speak usher, don’t have to call them
i’m in your b+tch throat like a lozenge
got her coughing, shе foreign, her tonsils imported, huh
b+tch, i’m back for thе summer
treating all baby mother’s like snacks for the summer
spooky on the sneakers, air bandz for the jumper
hit lige for the hat, thirst trap for the summer
made this in my lil shop, startin’ to see more
stack all profits, city bandit and meech voice
seen them out traffic, made his team take a detour
hammer got a echo like it’s singin’ in reverb
clip on my hip like a long ass beeper
my youngins hoppin’ out the trees, lookin’ like keebler’s
they know the vibes when we step in the spot
because the village that i come from, we look up the top
it’s a step show in my city when
we pop out, whole team fly, whole team on top now
amor all the tires, caravan shut the block down
money in the thing, screaming that with the top down
y’all can’t f+ck with us, give it up
i can feel the hate in the air, and they say it’s love
tell the owner that we need more bottles, we in the club
if they told you that my city ain’t litty they doin drugs

b+tch we back outside, tell them play this in the spot till they free fat ty
tell the dj bring it back and sing it line for line
heem god in the back with the speakers up high
a lot of n+ggas want to be this but, they don’t got the drive
if we talking top five, i need a piece of the pie
i need some of that chicken that kennedy’s fried
i took dance lessons, now my jig lookin’ nice
i’m still a l+a+z+i+i, if you ain’t know that was my shimmy diss from back in oh nine
take me back to villa parties, uncle luke and fox
six+two+a, one hundred bodies, che che yellin’ shy
on some throwback sh+t, never fumble the ball, never throw that pick
if my pockets collapse i’ma know that sh+t
take a risk with the mac, this hair will grow back quick
bartenders sending shots, she got unique with the mix
my lil’ brother sha finessed them, and go for breeze with the sticks
n+ggas cap for no reason, got to watch for the shift
shout out the first to the sixth, made a stop at the bricks
slide with yo’ b+tch, that p+ssy wet i’mma scuba
went tay time in the club, she turned me into a shooter
i’m with gustodaplugg, tell your b+tches come too yea
rico the rula, freak tape i’m talkin’ part two
uh, i’m in their mouths like a dentist
late nights they call me 1+800 silence the critics
a lot of talent in my city, we be standin’ on business
n0body made it from my city, and i swear i don’t get it
but free all of the guys, b+tch i’m back on fire, touch on midas
we ain’t on the farm but chickens in the fryer, ol’ mcdonald
i’m loadin’ clips, not the ones that’s on the fridge that holds the flyer
pyrex wok, on the open fire, what’s inside it, yeah
should’ve got jada to p.h.l.y it, i’m a fan dog, that sh+t is catchy
b+tch i’m in the loop farrari farrell, you can tell
i can help my city out that’s if they let me
light em’ up, i’ma take em’ to camp carl
i linked up with boozer and that was that
put that thing down, flip it and reverse it
put that thing down flip it and reverse it
i seen coop with your b+tch, dog, i bet you can’t save her
smack like eb with them clippers, come and get you a shape up
kazawaza with the flavor
ceazy in the booth but caval with the layup
bet you heard of me like swayha

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