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lil zay osama - 4nem grave lyrics

n+ggas know, b+tches know, n+ggas know, b+tches know uh uh
hook: lil zay osama

before i go like a lame ima treat that b+tch
whole block getting money dummy
chicago who broke?
on bro i’ll treat that b+tch on gang
save a b+tch number
she don’t text right back, i’m deleting her sh+t
pop out roll on me something fast i’ll leave your sh+t on 4nem grave
that’s your b+tch i borrow her and beat her sh+t
that b+tch a bop like kemo nem
he ain’t hard to find like nemo nem
big folks ran out he was like my grandma gave me this chain, he deeboed him
folks caught that lil boy and really put feet on him
(punch punch punch)

verse 1: dcg shun

folks nem beat him ain’t no lunch
d+mn near turned his ass to runtz (let’s go)
ain’t no tucking chains, who gon sn+tch it, ain’t no such
and lil folks get wild so i’m starting to call him buck
i just got a drac and walked his ass down to my chucks
if he get a bond for that body then its up
he tried to finesse the system, his ass snitched so now he f+cked
he know this a striker just don’t pull up on this truck
we gon wipe his nose, he think he sneaky, test your luck
he think he my slime but i’m just greasy as the f+ck
we got his lo just like the stu, we finna come heat that b+tch up
i know what you ride, have folks nem come eat that b+tch up
and he an opp, i f+cked his bm i uh come beat that b+tch up
zay just hit my phone, b+tch i’m fresh out he like what’s up
i say i’m chillin on probation tryna get a n+gga touched
he know what i’m on i need four glizzies and a clutch
f+ck ips and f+ck his bam i’m tryna put a n+gga up
hook: lil zay osama

verse 1: dcg bsavv

we step in the club and he got stomped his dumbass was drunk
we talk sh+t like trump
i got in my bag, it only been months
im finna hop out the coup or crash this b+tch cause i’m in a rush
im rollin roods in back of the back, i stuff a three+five wasn’t missing a dutch
we brought drac in the party, yeah it’ll go up if we get touched
shorty nem all in the coup, they ass too loose they do too much
she wanna see a lil booster, b+tch go vrrr, this sh+t might bust
yeah lil bro nem get wild, they shoot up crowds, you merch on russ
i ain’t wanna beef on the net, but everyday you riding the bus
im really up in the trenches, im toting glizzies, firing sh+t up
im finna call all the lil b+tches, bro just listen and line em up
im in the store for 60, something ain’t right, it ain’t adding up im still walking in the mall, don’t make no call, just buy it all
you still f+ck with them n+ggas, i hate them n+ggas, im k!lling them all
folks talking sl!ck we breaking his jaw, he don’t even know foe nem got paused
pull up and b+tches giving them all, im finna pass that b+tch like bow bow
hook: lil zay osama

before i go like a lame ima treat that b+tch
whole block getting money dummy
chicago who broke?
on bro i’ll treat that b+tch on gang
save a b+tch number she don’t text right back, i’m deleting her sh+t
pop out roll on me something fast i’ll leave your sh+t on 4nem grave
that’s your b+tch i borrow her and beat her sh+t
that b+tch a bop like kemo nem
he ain’t hard to find like nemo nem
big folks ran out he was like my grandma gave me this chain, he deeboed him
folks caught that lil boy and really put feet on him
(punch punch punch)

- lil zay osama lyrics

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