li rye – euthanized lyrics
[intro]
this sh+t up in here, check
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain
turned to strain
huh, uh (jayb3atz on it, you know that)
[chorus]
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain (exquisite)
heard they just knocked off your lil’ mans, he shouldn’t been f+ckin’ playin’
just talked to dude, he said it’s off the love, this sh+t ain’t ’bout no band
if we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon’ get whacked again (that n+gga nate crazy, okay, bet)
cold+hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this sh+t
just know that we some steppers, i still ain’t used to ballin’, b+tch
they ain’t wanna put me in, i ‘member i used to write the b+tch
get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent sh+t
that b+tch too f+ckin’ big, i ain’t even try to hide the stick
i don’t give a f+ck if he kid, make bro ‘nem euthanize the b+tch
swear this switch in the crowd, don’t give no f+ck ’bout who get hit
i been makin’ my brother proud by knockin’ n+ggas off the list
[verse]
i got scoliosis, but i don’t feel it when i be walkin’ down
twenty+two stick hit that b+tch from a distance, it won’t make a sound
sneaky lil’ b+tch, i f+cked on his lil’ ho soon as he went around
tag, you it, up this b+tch out my pants tryna step on a clown
mama say, “you famous, boy, go sit your stupid ass down”
got my respect through murder (murder, n+gga), we done dropped bodies ‘cross the whole town
ain’t never stepped on sh+t, n+ggas be cap as f+ck with no gowns
can’t trust no n+gga like me ’cause, b+tch, i’m low down
i went to mike amiri from tommy hilfiger
(lil’ bro say he can’t live without them pills ’cause he k!ll n+ggas)
b+tch, i’m from mobile, when sh+t get real in that field, keep your steal with you
i could die today, just know i’m still with you (still)
[chorus]
they speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin’ turned to strain
heard they just knocked off your lil’ mans, he shouldn’t been f+ckin’ playin’
just talked to dude, he said it’s off the love, this sh+t ain’t ’bout no band
if we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon’ get whacked again
cold+hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this sh+t
just know that we some steppers, i still ain’t used to ballin’, b+tch
they ain’t wanna put me in, i ‘member i used to write the b+tch
get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent sh+t
that b+tch too f+ckin’ big, i ain’t even try to hide the stick
i don’t give a f+ck if he kid, make bro ‘nem euthanize the b+tch
swear this switch in the crowd, don’t give no f+ck ’bout who get hit
i been makin’ my brother proud by knockin’ n+ggas off the list
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