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lil gram - akthesavior x lil gram - woah! lyrics

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-akthesavior-

verse 1:
get that bread that pita roll
f-ck ya mind and eat ya soul
ain’t no timeouts keep it going
find the king now he the throne

ak the illest i can’t do no wrong
me and a p-ssy they can’t get along
so i just beat it up like im stallone
shawty be suckin like she hit a bong
i got the tree and its right in my palm
like im deformed i keep an extra arm
shootin sh-t up bet you will not respond
back in the crib like a n-gga reborn
(uh)

crew full of sinners
and god be the winners
im saving a ticket for a bond
(aye)
you need to ring the alarm
x a men out like a n-gga was storm
(aye)
you little n-ggas is broads
i got them vs diamonds in my charm
(aye)
got her wetter than a pond
n-ggas be fakin i call it mulan
(lawd)

put that on the set
my guns transform like megatron (aye)
sever many heads like hollow man
but im the don (aye)
show her my dead presi’s
and she blessed me with her tongue (aye)
devil tried to tempt me
cause he knows that im the one

-lil gram-

verse 2:
(aye… uh)
this money coming different now
backwoods fill em up to the brim
i ain’t smokin swishers now
(uh)
cash in my paypal
im flippen writtens now
remember i had no hoes
im pullin b-tches now

was broker than a hobo
but f-ck it cause b-tch im livin now
if im out in philly
it be lookin like the sixers round
if you actin silly
you get clapped b-tch so sit it down
i sing, rap, dance too
catch me in ya city now

im really in the business
my favorite rappers im with em now
always comin different
you gon witness when im in ya town
if i need some chicken
imma get it i dont kid around
designer b-tch im in it
had a vision
but i live it now

b-tch im, b-tch im
stretchin out this money like elastic
i ain’t with no talkin
less its comin with some action
these stacks for the team
we gon split it like a fraction
you mad we succeedin
just keep kissin -ss b-tch

pull up in a beam
just the keys worth a stack sh-t
b-tches on me
im like please you just actin
im ballin with the team
overseas
like imagined
no fraudin keep it g
you lie to me
you gettin smacked b-tch

(yuh!)

i do this sh-t for my family
(uh)
im tryna get me a grammy (yuh)
im gettin rich they mad
all of these b-tches can’t stand me
i got the pack like a f-nny
ya squad sweet thats candy
my b-tch is bad
ya b-tch is flat
swear she look like stanley

outro:
-lil gram-

oh my, oh my god



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