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lnf stacks – too slimey lyrics

[intro + sha ek & lnf stacks]
that’s what i’m talkin’ about, that’s why he’s the mvp
that’s why he’s the g.o.a.t, the g.o.a.t
24 is the g.o.a.t
word to my mom, it’s chris
die y (huhh)
ogz the f+ck up
everything gotta stand on that sh+t (boom)
new opp (gang)
gang, gang, gang

[chorus + lnf stacks]
look, spin the g, tryna fl!ck on a opp
bullets they burn out and look at this watch
we too slimey, we wiping your snot
can’t go out like benzo, the opps know my bop
spin the sev, tryna flock at a flock
dougie keep dissing he bummy and popped
and the opps on my d+ck, they can’t wait for a drop
push up on me, get hit in top

[verse 1 + lnf stacks]
and we still tryna catch us a 80h
throw up eight at the block, gotta lay low (80h+k)
and the k!llers, they do what i say so
when i stab, they go stump like they all on a payroll
them a cup pour a deuce on a faygo
baby we all stacking monеy, i remember thеm legos
pay alone, you might get the case closed
i got so many opps, i might get a draco
pop a perc, tryna see how my day go
when i spin through the j, i might let about eight go
and my glock, [?]
that would be me, but i see why they hate those
i [?], let me f+ck, let me rate hoes
and she all on my d+ck, tryna go over the gango
but she know that she can’t be my main hoe
cause the opps gotta get to the pesos
[verse 2 + sha ek]
the day i got hit, i was tight
i went to spin on a bike
i ain’t gon’ rat to a mike
i’m tryna make a new opp, you could like
where the bro, i’m not paying for sh+t
i’ma shoot up, and let the .40 cl!ck
i was shootin’ since i was a jit
he was stackin’ on 30, and ran on his b+tch
and they know i got love for the mitch
half of my n+ggas turned crip
ems, my side havin’ a spliff
i be smokin’ on g+pop, sweepers on my d+ck
they better run when i walk down
i’m with sally, like who wanna talk now?
i was 13 when i fell in love with that gun sound
benzo died, now he stuck in my blunt now
i wanna see who get active, i wanna see who be clappin’
i wanna see who go down with that rat sh+t
b+tch i’m the devil, they run up on savage
g+3, this sh+t really automatic
glued down, only thing was gettin’ tatted
they gotta spin, only do all this rappin’
we get them packed up, when we catch them lackin’ (uh+huhh)

[chorus + lnf stacks & sha ek]
spin the g, tryna fl!ck on a opp
bullets they burn out and look at this watch (facts)
we too slimey, we wiping your snot (don’t run)
can’t go out like benzo, the opps know my bop (shot, benzo)
spin the sev, tryna flock at a flock
dougie keep dissing he bummy and popped (bow, bow, bow!)
and the opps on my d+ck, they can’t wait for a drop
push up on me, get hit in top (boom)
spin the g, tryna fl!ck on a opp
bullets they burn out and look at this watch (facts)
we too slimey, we wiping your snot
can’t go out like benzo, the opps know my bop (shot, benzo)
spin the sev, tryna flock at a flock
dougie keep dissing he bummy and popped
and the opps on my d+ck, they can’t wait for a drop
push up on me, get hit in top (boom)
[outro + sha ek]
suck my d+ck, n+gga
doa+k, n+gga
smoking on chii, smoking on rippy, smoking on nazzy, smoking on blay
grah, grah!

- lnf stacks lyrics

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