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lil leek4 - ap lyrics

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(hook)
i’m up 100 jamming thinking bout cracking a n+gga
and i’m spanking that stick like i’m john dillinger
ap hit him he should’ve been toting his pistol
came in late she mad b+tch you know i miss you
and i’m high off da yerks b+tch don’t got no feelings
know i’m on they line i really be fishing
and the n+gga checked in say he really cl!ckin
and that g+26 i love how it’s hitting

(verse)
no you wouldn’t even know what to do with a switch
caught him out of bounds & i knocked him off his pivot
b+tch get what she want as long as she listen
won’t tote standard unless i’m at the store with my b+tch
brodie f+cking with navy the check just hit
migo man off the bars he geeking to hit
and everyday in da 4 tryin to get rich
and i’m moving too switch can’t be out here slipping

i was f+cked up i really prayed for a stain
yeah i got hit b+tch n+gga ain’t have no aim
then i took a l charge that sh+t to the game
and them 5th sh+lls flying they don’t got no names
really having that sh+t n+gga we not the same
ima beat up the block give a f+ck bout the rain
and them rap n+ggas b+tches i don’t go off names
and i been getting money young n+gga won’t change
and my lil b+tch the 1 she really a dime
would you hold me down if a n+gga get time?
chrome heart on her back while i’m breaking her spine
and my young n+gga broke ima put him in line
ima gamble your life n+gga not mine
and i’ll take yours before you take mine
jugg out the partments i’m like f+ck the frontline
n+gga goin get in that courtroom and start crying

throw you some work n+gga you gotta pay me
you want a feature then i need a qp
jumped off da porch n+gga i was like 13
nah i ain’t f+cking with n+ggas they j reed
i catch my vic that n+gga goin hate me
b+tch stay down ima get her a ap
quickdraw 1 up top it ain’t no safety
he selling fent 30s n+gga can’t lace me

(hook)
i’m up 100 jamming thinking bout cracking a n+gga
and i’m spanking that stick like i’m john dillinger
ap hit him he should’ve been toting his pistol
came in late she mad b+tch you know i miss you
and i’m high off da yerks b+tch don’t got no feelings
know i’m on they line i really be fishing
and the n+gga checked in say he really cl!ckin
and that g+26 i love how it’s hitting



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