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lil crix - striker 5% lyrics

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[intro]
mm mm mhmm
ay, ay
turn me up dom

[verse 1]
striker 5%, you can’t see up in this b+tch (can’t)
’bout to cut my n+gga off, ’cause he keep actin’ like a b+tch (on god)
no more hand outs n+gga, i got my own sh+t
you n+ggas 20 deep, walkin’ down on [?] and still miss (still miss)
ay, no more drill songs for a little, got to switch it up (got to)
i’m the type to go out of town, still get ’em touched (grah, grah)
when it got a cooler and kick, when it rest up in my hand (grah, grah)
you n+ggas broke and p+ssy, can’t even show a band (what?)
this sh+t happened over night, this sh+t weren’t even planned (uh huh)
we gettin’ dissed by n+ggas i never met, these n+ggas fans
these n+ggas gangsta on the net, in real life thеse n+ggas trans (haha)
how the f+ck thesе n+ggas gettin’ exposed and f+ckin’ on a man (what the f+ck)
i’ma get these n+ggas flushed, try to throw my street down (grah, grah)
ask what happened to the last dude, he died with the seat down
i can’t do no interviews, i’on even like to talk (uh huh)
put my pride to the side, outside servin’ on the block (on god)
ay, striker 5%, you can’t see up in this b+tch (at all)
’bout to cut my n+gga off, ’cause he keep actin’ like a b+tch (yeah)
no more hands out n+gga, i got my own sh+t (for real)
you n+ggas 20 deep, walkin’ down on [?] and still miss (still miss)
ay, no more drill songs for a little, got to switch it up (uh)
i’m the type to go out of town, still get ’em touched (still get ’em touched)
no more drill songs for a little, got to switch it up (got to)
i’m the type to go out of town, still get ’em (uh huh)
d+mn

[verse 2]
ain’t heard of lil crix, ’til he blew up (blew up)
that n+gga caught two shots, to the head, and blew up (grah, grah)
you want the other side of my gun, better woo up (pray n+gga)
only talkin’ [?], me and my draco booed up (grrah)
i been shiesty before i heard of pooh (uh huh)
sh+t on my lap hold a big 32 (glrr)
and n+gga jus’ don’t know he ’bout to die for views (die)
knocked the mans off him, ’bout to knock a few mo’ (dead ass n+gga)

play, he lays
cry, you die



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