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lil ty - right back lyrics

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[chorus]
check a bag on these n-ggas they don’t like that
ran off wit his work told em i be right back
that lil n-gga boomin ty got the right pack
you get hit wit sh-lls p-ssy you can’t left and right that

roll a woody den i put that b-tch on facetime
ferrago on me hold the blicy on my waist line
inna field young n-gga onna front line
we gone pop a pill do a drill fa da one time

[verse]
is you down to k!ll
you gone tote steal
blow that b-tch for real ?

you gone put in work
make dem n-ggas hurt
have em doin’ shirts ?

two hands case it jerk
leave em dirt ?
hit the block and skirt

f-ck ha till she squirt
she gone top me first
put that girl to work

run up on me it’s a rip
f-ck boy gone die one day

reach dis way we go gunplay
and it ain’t safe onna sunday

need me a beyonce
got a milf b-tch call ha kimk

trappin way before 10th grade
school wasn’t payin fa dem mjs

now all my b-tches saddity
blue hunnits so pretty
i bought em to f-ck up da city

n-ggas know i keep a glizzy
so do not f-ck wit me
i came with a clip that hold 50

i heard the feds tryna get me
i’m sitchy dey silly
i might take a trip out to philly

do not bring f-ckery near me
i don’t f-ck wit n-ggas
you know that lil ty ain’t friendly

i put the wood in a raw
i put the wood in her raw
i put the d-ck in ha jaw
do the dash i see the law
lil b-tch i cannot get caught

teller gone empty the vault
police gone need them some chalk
yo b-tch in love with a boss
she gone get lost in the sauce
cannot get lost wit a boss
cop it no matter the cost

boss up lil hoe i ain’t goin no mo
it was nights in the trenches i slept onna floor
they don’t even kno what i’m going though
i don’t post what i’m on
but i’m strapped wit the chrome

300 sh-lls in a sock at my home
yea you kissing dat b-tch n she just gave me dome
they like ty type of time is you on
i invest in a bail n i get that b-tch gone

[2x]
make some sh-t shake
make yo b-tch skate
nut on ha face
have a nice day

i’m on my way
gotta get paid
time is money
it gotta get made

[chorus]
check a bag on these n-ggas they don’t like that
ran off wit his work told em i be right back
that lil n-gga boomin ty got the right pack
you get hit with sh-lls p-ssy you can’t left and right that

roll a woody den i put that b-tch on facetime
ferrago on me hold the blicy on my waist line
inna field young n-gga onna front line
we gone pop a pill do a drill fa da one time

- lil ty lyrics

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