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lil tony official - anita lyrics

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[chorus]
he say i thought we were cool my n+gga why the h+ll u clutching
if a n+gga play with t then im gon bust his ass in public
i try to cooked had it f+cked up had it taken out the oven
ion give no f+ck bout no relationships i do it to my cousin
left right hustle gun bussin’
this lil sh+t is not nothing
we been runnin through that sl+t so why the f+ck you thot cuffin?
he claim he a shooter, but we know that boy is not gunnin
lil t+key drop shots fr you play i show you that we not friend

[verse 1]
birdie boy never did runnin, hop out clutching get to bussin
ion be talking drops, when we pop out end of discussion
headshot rip a n+gga face, 7.62 gave him concussion
bad lil b+tch came from russia trynna bus it like a gusher
stand on business i mean everything i see i never cap
they locked birdie boy inside them chains they thought i couldn’t adapt
22o pop sh+t for gang you know i put that on the map
came up 5 bustin stains never thought i’d be a rapper
me and t+key goin crazy know this sh+t here been amazing
to many k’s inside the box you would’ve thought my gang racist
they seein i’m lit across the map they sending beat here for a play
this sh+t been crazy had to give em p+ssy led just to erase em

[chorus]
he say i thought we were cool my n+gga why the h+ll u clutching
if a n+gga play with t then im gon bust his ass in public
i try to cooked had it f+cked up had it taken out the oven
ion give no f+ck bout no relationships i do it to my cousin
left right hustle gun bussin’
this lil sh+t is not nothing
we been runnin through that sl+t so why the f+ck you thot cuffin?
he claim he a shooter, but we know that boy is not gunnin
lil t+key drop shots fr you play i show you that we not friend
[verse 2]
i could not be broke had to get up off my ass and go and get it
try to wear my brothers clothes but they to big i couldn’t fit it
n+ggas told me time to time again not do it, i still ain’t listen
yk one day i get it and then i go and flip it that’s on god
i been running up money since a jit that’s on my moms
they can cut my legs ion give no f+ck cuz im still bearin arms
im the angel i get evil i tear his whole d+mn soul apart
yeah im rich but if he play w my lil girl im going to war
put in my last work now im soar
[?] prada will never catch me askin for more
heard [?] went broke i guess they got divorced
i rock polo tees, probably will never catch me off this horse
and this sh+t right here that sweet love
i call it that g+love
i fw that ass ion give no f+ck bout no d+cups
i would put that gun out watch that baby boy get beat up
all the opps need glasses
cuz on my daddy them b+tch ass boys can’t see us
and one more thing don’t get it f+cked up im still on that timing
i eat ya f+cking face if you try to take one of my diamonds
n+gga said he gon catch me i say good luck trynna find me
bet his ass get shot at if he don try to claim he don tried me, ong

[chorus]
he say i thought we were cool my n+gga why the h+ll you clutching
if a n+gga play with t then im gon bust his ass in public
i try to cooked had it f+cked up had it taken out the oven
ion give no f+ck bout no relationships i do it to my cousin
left right hustle gun bussin’
this lil sh+t is not nothing
we been runnin through that sl+t so why the f+ck you thot cuffin?
he claim he a shooter, but we know that boy is not gunnin
lil t+key drop shots fr you play i show you that we not friend



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