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lee lucas gambino - dutches lyrics

[verse 1: lee lucas gambino]
i say i ain’t got no opps cause all them n+ggas in the dirt
i was sliding in a steamer they was riding in a he+rs+
told my mama i’ll never let ’em put me on a shirt
cause my pops gave me the tool and told me k!ll these n+ggas first
thank god somebody saw this rapping in me and invested n+gga
god knows i wouldn’t be here cause i’ma trapping n+gga
hustle hard by any means i’m not a average n+gga
flip a brick then hit a l!ck
i ain’t have no p.t.s.d.,
but sometimes i couldn’t sleep
i’m prepared to see the dangers if this sh+t don’t succeed
paranoid tryna sell and deal with n+ggas in streets
it’s a catch a opp, whack a opp
took what he taken from me
ain’t no cap in this rap
that’s a known fact
n+ggas getting capped
now we smoking on a known pack
i just came back from the mac
had to go get me a stack
told my n+ggas stay my n+ggas
when y’all finished double back
keep thinking we ain’t sliding p+ssy
find out where you hiding p+ssy
let two shots off, you gone duck off
be real, you ain’t riding p+ssy
i tell yo b+tch to set that up
see, look you died for p+ssy
like how she come and wet that up
gotta make more time for p+ssy
i can’t trust you hoes neither
h+ll naw, i ain’t tryna keep her
you think this b+tch deserve a chance
yeah, you dumb for speaking
somebody better get they mans
before he lose his breathing
and end up in a f+cking van, sleeping with the fishes
[bridge: lee lucas gambino]
i feel like lee lucas 2.0 in this b+tch for real
on bro
they ain’t f+cking with me now
look

[verse 2: lee lucas gambin]
them two+two+threes hit 2 or 3
the next two gone get put to sleep
keep all of that barking, we gone plant him like a f+cking a tree
inside of a garden, leave em buried down six feet deep
madison square garden
twenty+thousands at my f+cking feet
yeah b+tch i’ma artist
show a tit if you a fan of me
gotta keep from starving
feed myself and feed my family
i gotta go harder
don’t no rapper dare compare to me
demon in my eyes
b+tches talking bout “he scaring me”
these n+ggas be lying
on his homies he be swearing g
gotta keep from crying
n+ggas telling just to let em be
n+ggas switching sides
smack him up and make him drop a g
i get money, i be f+cking hoes
that’s just how it goes
n+ggas stunting like they got it, then i’m kicking in the doors
i need it all, trapping in them halls
b+tch i’m tryna ball
if you tryna stop my money blow his brains against the wall
that’s on my brothers
i ain’t scared of nothing
they know how i’m coming
i’m legit, getting dirty money
trapping outta dunkin’
if you bussin, no need for discussion
hit ’em in the stomach
hollows f+cking up his body
insides looking like some vomit
if that’s yo mans, then i’m on his ass
b+tch i’m finna spazz
tell lil bro i need the steamer
hit the gas and do the dash
we the mob, all we do is rob
take a n+gga stash
now he mad
shoot and leave him dead
this wasn’t in the plan

- lee lucas gambino lyrics

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