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lorde vice – 83rd st lyrics

{verse}
ahhhhh you done f+ck up, you ain’t gang you can’t f+ck with us, n+gga you a lame, you ain’t famous. n+gga broke as f+ck you can’t run it up

i roll some k k on my trey, that’s how i start up my day
i hit that bih from the back , she just reminded me of my name
she want a friend or two, oh now she speaking my slang
i got them drugs in my brain, i don’t feel pain i feel sane

n+ggas sound like b+tches with that attitude
all that talking, what you finna do, pop that n+gga
b+tch i came to shoot. hit yo brother, sister, mama too
f+ck with me i’ll come for you, i can’t forget his uncle too, back them n+ggas jumped my uncle too. i put his face all on my boot

(money counter)

ion know what these f+ck n+ggas that sh+t was sweet around this mother f+cker
p+ssy ass n+gga
ion know who the f+ck thought they was f+ckin with
ion know who the f+ck they thought they was gang with
these n+ggas is lame
these n+ggas can’t hang… like my b+lls!
p+ssy ass n+gga , get the f+ck up out my face n+gga
ion got no for that sh+t n+gga
ion got no time for no dusty ass b+tch either
trynna take my money and sh+t
you mad casue a young n+gga gettin rich
you f+ckin with that lil broke ass b+tch, ‘
riding in a honda and sh+t
im smoking good gas b+tch
free style off the dome lil b+tch
ha, ion know who you thought you was f+ckin with
b+tch!

- lorde vice lyrics

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