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likybo - aww shit lyrics

[intro]
oh sh-t, boy, let me hit that sh-t, let me hit that sh-t, boy, boy
let me hit that sh-t (yeah, n-gga)
let me hit that sh-t
one b-tch, two b-tch, three b-tch, four b-tch
mark -ss always playin’ in this motherf-cker
five b-tch
no, n-gga, i want your b-tch, n-gga
you ho -ss n-gga, i’ll break your f-ckin’ face
you won’t do sh-t, n-gga, slap your mark -ss, n-gga
what? you talkin’ to me? hmm? (what?)
you talkin’ to me? (yeah, i’m talkin’ to you)
i know you ain’t talkin’ to me (yeah, i’m talkin’ to you, n-gga)
you was talkin’ to me? (what you gon’ do, n-gga?)
b-tch out, n-gga (yeah)

[verse]
i f-ck with who f-ck with me and go to war with whoever
told my b-tch that she could leave or she could stay for the better
catch me by myself wherever, any weather
n-ggas talkin’ like it’s problems, guess i gotta pull this chopper out to sweat it
we gon’ slide ’em like it’s baseball, tryna knock his face off
y’all ain’t never get no money, ain’t no point for me to hate y’all
catch me at your peephole with a ski on like a dawg
tryna get these c-notes, my migos done take off
i’m king of that challenge sh-t, tell me what the challenge is
she steady tryna f-ck me, i don’t think that she can handle this
brodie said he on me, now we on him ’til his candle’s lit
this glock’ll knock him over, i don’t think he know what balance is
tell me why y’all want this sh-t, all for the fonk and sh-t
yeah, it’s fun and games ’til the gang leave you funky, snitch
‘fore y’all knock me off, i’m bouncing out and getting on some sh-t
you n-ggas gotta do it ‘fore i say that n-ggas known for this
thirty in here, i’m curry in here
we came and we ain’t worried in here, get buried in here
’cause all my n-ggas with it, got reminders for n-ggas that’s forgetting me
keep her close before your ho b-tch come up missing ’cause i’m sn-tching sh-t
get her, get her gone, that’s a magic trick
watch me turn a five to a ten, that’s a baggage flip
chopper make his whole team freeze, that’s an action flip
please don’t believe none of these n-ggas on that acting sh-t
on some other sh-t, if i ain’t f-cked, then i got sucked up and my brother hit
yeah, he actin’ tough, but we know bruh a b-tch
n-ggas chasing clout ’til we put ’em in the clouds, baow
the bullet hit his whip, his whole truck’ll flip
stay in your lane, n-gga, ‘fore i hang n-ggas by that chain, n-gga
i’m that same n-gga, don’t need no gang, n-gga

[outro]
you n-ggas thought i was finna keep rappin’, huh? (they thought)
’cause it sound like it (i thought you was too, i ain’t gon’ lie)
thought i’d keep rappin’ on it, but i’m not
run it back from the top, i’m done with that b-tch
it’s likybo in this motherf-cker, man, you know how we rockin’
shout out all my brothers

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