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lil bigg, l5 & lil dre6o - no revival lyrics

[intro: lil bigg]
(ayo, x9)
(that nigga nate crazy, okay, bet)
free all my opps
free all my opps, fuck that

[verse 1: lil bigg]
i got hit eight times in my back, still want somethin’ whacked, bitch, i’m a survivor (bitch, i’m a survivor)
my bitch’ll glove and mask up with me, she a rider
i don’t send blitzes in the ‘jects, i’ma wait on a splatt, what that is is a slider (wait, that’s a what?)
you gon’ die, it’s a matter of time if you my rival
catch that boy, we let off a hundred fuckin’ shots, they can’t revive him (we let off what?)
he’ll take your life for twenty+five hundred and buy some designer
fully stick, i promise it stretch a nigga out, i ain’t talkin’ recliner (i ain’t talkin’ recliner)
this dumb+ass bitch keep callin’ my phone, i keep on declin’ (keep on declin’)
free lil’ melly, kill my partner, he switch sides, this shit get slimy (shit get grimy)
make me come kill your ceo, i’ma make him resign (i’ma make him resign)
bitch, lil tiny out at metro, spint my mic a couple times (couple times)
i heard the boy fat too reckless, snitched to cut his time (huh, what?)
lucci dropped lil fat, his music wack, that shit don’t even rhyme (don’t even what?)
probably won’t do my feature, put dick in his ho spine
bitch nigga, fuck your gang, you ain’t 43, then, bitch, you ain’t my kind (you ain’t my kind)
knock somethin’ off the back, ‘nother hat, now all these niggas hidin’
lil tim a bitch, the henxhmen don’t claim him, shit, so i guess that he a slime
fuck y5, you catch you a 5, you better blow his mind
teflon zay fucked up his paper like why the fuck you even sign?
tell lil’ eric it’s twenty on his head, better stay inside
i put a dub on all my opps, you knock two off, get fifty+five
me and dg finna g your ho, tell him give me a high+five
[verse 2: lil dre6o & l5]
talkin’ ’bout king of the west, that shit be cap, never seen that boy outside
know we the real too reckless, this shit get reckless whenever we go and slide
i want that boy dead, don’t care how you do it, got 10k if you go blow out his mind
young crew runnin’ atlanta, these niggas wanna bs, the fuck is a y5? uh
slidin’ in a brand+new track’, i know how to spin, just tell him to drive
scram ho not on my roster, hell nah, i ain’t hittin’ her, i promise she ain’t one of mine
opp nigga broke, ain’t havin’ no paper, tell jmoney come on and sign
might fuck around give him a chain and a nick’, that pussy ain’t worth no dime (no dime)
young crew get active, really step on shit, just ask my opps, i ain’t lyin’ (l5)
opp nigga got hit up so many times, i don’t think that he’ll survive (what? hah, l5, come here)

[verse 3: l5]
huh, huh, huh, all of these niggas be pussy (they pussy)
stupid+ass nigga ain’t gang, he bringin’ his phone on a drill, i know he a rookie (you know that)
smokin’ on kj mama, this ho got me fried, nigga, come get your bitch, she lookin’, huh (your ho ain’t nothin’)
he on my phone, he keep askin’ for glock back, fuck that shit, i took it (on god)
once that nigga keep dissin’, ain’t got no money, and teflon zay a junkie (your ass a junkie)
he put lil hot in his song, what the fuck is he on? i’ll come through and bust jmoney (on my mama, nigga, you know that, nigga, stop playin’, nigga)
brrah, draco hit like tommy (rrah)
that fat bitch chewed his beef, can’t crack him a four, slime drac’ gon’ fuck up his tummy (gon’ fuck up his tummy, nigga)
still smoke mx5, nigga, nobody hatin’, back then, lc, he was runnin’ (fuck that boy)
and if i don’t drop me a dub, nigga, i’ma go step, i’ma creep out the cut with lil’ money

[outro: l5]
on 5, nigga, you know that, haha, huh
and if i don’t drop me a dub, nigga, i’ma go step, nigga, creep out the cut with lil’ money

- lil bigg l5 lil dre6o lyrics

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