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li rye - starting 5 lyrics

[intro: g40]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(who the h+ll is carlo?)
mm+hmm, long live leek, n+gga
long live sauce

[chorus: g40 & li rye]
you drop a bag, bronem go clean up
chopper quakin’, pick your feet up
pay 1k for the .223 just for the guys to get more b’s
bronem took his kid, he steady foldin’, i think this n+gga a b+tch
you better watch your rearview ’cause them switches “frrt”, them b+tches quick
i don’t do no drama, i’m clutchin’ a fully arp, shoot 5.56
claim he a k!ller, won’t give no f+ck, hop out and turned his ass a vic’
nell on the way, just bit his body, lil’ bro slide solo with that stick
slid so many times with my drac’, i can’t even feel it when it kick

[verse 1: g40]
pop out and shoot, no dennis rodman
this ain’t a [?], b+tch, this a [?]
doa, i’m starting five, don’t think n0body else can stop me
choppеr flash, you’d think that i work for the paparazzi
i’m in this b+tch right now, loaded on roxies and [?]

[verse 2: li rye]
lil’ bronеm pass, [?], pop out the cut, smoke sh+t like exotic
left blood all through the city, ain’t no coppin’ out when this sh+t get violent
[?] sound familiar, come through with b+ttons
he tried to run, 7.62s hawked his back, we don’t talk sh+t, that ain’t nothin’
your brother died and you ain’t slid yet, if that was rod, i would have had life
i heard you slidin’ but ain’t hit sh+t, if ain’t nothin’ bleedin’ you don’t get no stripe
bent through broad day, they wasn’t outside, came back, caught ’em that same night
chriss caught a opp, went to the [?], came back to the same night
he survived but .45 changed the walls
tapped his jaw, now he barely talk
micro drac’ make big n+ggas shocked
know it hit soon you hear ’em shout
no shootout, car get up close
smacked ’em, they ain’t even make a post
he died, they ass act like they don’t know
so many heads, can’t keep the score
[chorus: g40 & li rye]
you drop a bag, bronem go clean up
chopper quakin’, pick your feet up
pay 1k for the .223 just for the guys to get more b’s
bronem took his kid, he steady foldin’, i think this n+gga a b+tch
you better watch your rearview ’cause them switches “frrt”, them b+tches quick
i don’t do no drama, i’m clutchin’ a fully arp, shoot 5.56
claim he a k!ller, won’t give no f+ck, hop out and turned his ass a vic’
nell on the way, just bit his body, lil’ bro slide solo with that stick
slid so many times with my drac’, i can’t even feel it when it kick

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