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mozzy – extra lyrics

[intro: lil blood]
n-gga if you stop worrying about me
and what the f-ck i’m doing all day n-gga
and put your mind on your paper n-gga
put that same energy you put in hating on me on your money n-gga i bet you’d be a rich man
and that goes for your b-tches too n-gga
mind y’all business i’m paying extra for the headshots

[hook: lil blood]
funk turned up so n-ggas applying pressure
[?] riding around in my section
my lil n-ggas go [?] follow directions
hit him in his head i’ll give you a little extra
hit him in his head i’ll give you a little extra
bounce out noodle his -ss for disrespecting
bounce out noodle his -ss for disrespecting
any n-ggas hit i’ll give you a little extra

[verse 1: mozzy]
yeah… clean up on aisle 4, that’s a noodle spilling
i pray to god i never become a shooting victim
opiates in my system, i’m a heavy sipper
she selling coochi lips for me and i ain’t ever kissed her
check the weather, it’s gets chilly in my residential
bust 110, bad play, sh-ts simple
where the drugs? n0body on it as hard as me
i keep poring till the sprite turn dark as me
when you get caught up in the funk it be hard to leave
kaita sh-lls part of the streets, sh-t it’s hard to sleep
all these zany depressant ain’t even helping
i swear i’ve been living life careless [?]

[hook]

[verse 2: june]
get your b-tch -ss stripped just for flexin
smack your bru just to send a message
it’s funky, getting hectic
next body on me and i’mma catch him, pop pop pop pop, your whole section, dear god you better bless him
my n-ggas on some greezy sh-t
your n-ggas on some peezy sh-t
i’m really on some underworld snuff stackin leezy sh-t
hit him in his cheek and sh-t
double back squeezing sh-t
funk turned up, black hoodies grim reaping sh-t
they really ain’t hard we just aim to k!ll
these n-ggas think they hard like they made of steel
the only thing you poppin is a syrup seal
all headshot is how i feel

[hook]

[verse 3: lil blood]
bonce out noodle a n-gga, i let that thing go
twist a n-gga [?] chopa, just like a fango
it was all up when you see me just like a day ago
now you telling b-tches what you gone do when you see me n-gga
every time you see me best believe me i got yiki on me
i can drink at brink of day and still i won’t get sleepy n-gga
shooters with that 30, stephen curry when i’m sleeping n-gga
put the word out, double for the head shot, double for the head shot
make this n-gga bed rock
face stick a body up a [?] till his head pop
ha, n-gga i stay on bullsh-t
twin glock 40s, and they stay on full clip

[hook]

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