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meclipious - if i could lyrics

[verse 1: yung nairb]
riding through the streets with my g’s smoking trees
you know me i’m with my gang and the f-cking st–z
aye, i gotcho b-tch on my c-ck right now
bouncing up and down
what’s up with that frown on your face, aye
i’m getting money and putting you in your f-cking place
i’m getting money what’s the mistake, aye
yeah, aye, i’m in the studio spitting this flame
you n-gg-s is so lame
i got the money and now i got the fame
just kidding no i don’t, i’m still in the closet rapping but that’s okay cuz i got it tho
aye, i got these flames on me, aye
gucci, louis and that’s all on me, aye
yeah, you b-tches h-lla fake, aye
don’t call me your friend if you was a fake, aye

[verse 2: meclipious]
i stay up day and night writing
i swear to god i wanna make it it’s so frightening
where my supporters at
y’all peeping out some newest tracks
time and money thrown out the window
i’m not gonna make it, momma i don’t know
i know one day i’ll be putting on a show, in front of hundreds
man i really hope it’s something
i don’t really want a nine to five
cuz lately i’ve been buzzing like a hive
sh-ts coming out the door
i’m working straight from home
piece of sh-t mic but i still got it though
rolling like an 80’s babies with a fro
making beats that clap like useless hoes
i’m slamming like these doors are closed
they ripping off my clothes
after shows i’m getting blows
yuh, shoutout to lil joe

[verse 3: infamous]
sitting spitting always chilling
more like audio two “top billin'”
eat her p-ssy like twinkie filling
my buds smoking buds big nugs
always spitting f-cking up sh-t
yung nairb and little d-ck meclip
we gang starr “full clip”
raps always slap
girls -ss always clap when i hit it from the back
gotta “do the right thing” produced by spike lee
your face gonna get f-cked up from my right knee
r.i.p. to st–zy and eazy
any rapper compared to me is measly
girls sleazy
brian smoking trees
putting holes in enemies like swiss chesse
bodies is in the overseas
thotties on their knees, can’t breathe
i’m ali on a k!lling spree, floating like a b-tterfly, stinging like a bee
raw like hop make commodities
hop on my d-ck hotties please

- meclipious lyrics

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