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lu steppa - @ out the mix lyrics

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walk down on a n+gga if he talkin’ out his f+ckin’ lips
shawty at the crib she tryna top just let me f+ckin’ hit
how you got that glockie’ on yo’ side but you ain’t bustin’ sh+t
how you got that choppa in the trap but you ain’t clutchin’ sh+t
wanna get a audemar piguet to flood my f+ckin’ wrist
i been gettin’ money by the hour, gettin’ used to this
she just tried to backdoor on a n+gga she a stupid b+tch
flexin’ with that glockie on the gram’ but you ain’t usin’ it

hop h+h+hop up in that whip, that push to start that b+tch be movin’ fast
i just got a check all on the second i blew through the bag
runnin’ from the jakes in my air forces i ain’t lookin’ back
i keep that sh+t real with all my brothers i keep it a stack
i keep that sh+t real if he want smoke than n+gga say so
n+ggas not no plug i swear these p+ssy n+ggas cable
b+blood all on thе scene i left his facе all on the table
d+r+a+c+ no, that n+gga do not got a draco
i be out the mix i really stay up out the way bro
y’all n+ggas be ridin’ d+ck i swear y’all n+ggas g+y bro
y’all n+ggas be actin’ on the net like n+gga “take 4!”
i’m no finna stop until my bank account got 8 0’s
baddies in the telly ima’ pull up with like 8 hoes
b+tch i’m gettin’ bread and i am not talkin’ bout dej loaf
i told my b+tch that i’m tryna f+ck and she like “bae no”
kicked her out the crib now look at her that lil b+tch got upset
head, shoulders, knee’s, and toes but f+ck that we shoot for the neck
i finessed the plug and now i just got me a brand new tec
shake that ass up on the phone i really do not wanna text
i just got a glock 26 you finna levitate
f+cked up in the crib nle choppa ima’ meditate
yo’ man is a b+tch and he a ho’ he still work 5 to 8
febreze up in this b+tch ima’ pull up and let that choppa spray!

- lu steppa lyrics

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