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off da bench - relly gunz lyrics lyrics

[verse 1]
down on my d+ck, and they ain’t give me nothin’
send the addy, you know that i’m comin’
heard the opps linkin’ up wit’ my buzzin’
[?] said i threw more than a dozen
say you spinned through my block on columbius
word to bro, you not comin’ to douglas
like, these b+tches be pushin’ my b+ttons
f+ck wit’ the opps but i still let her touch it
oh you tough, why the f+ck is you runnin’?
broad day, see i up the knock in the public
im the [?] got love for my gunnas
3rd sidek, im tryna flock at a munna
worda bro, make it hot like the summer
why he runnin’? i ain’t even touch him
ptsd, almost fl!cked it for nothin’
i see [?] he ain’t blow his trumpet
up the knock,when i [?] i’m like f+ck it
opp thot wanna know when we f+ckin’
swingin’ the [?] on bro im cuddle
when i shoot it sound like lightnin’ and thunder
i’ma [?] like worda my mother
stay wit’ on my g, i can’t go out like +
stay on my g, i can’t go out like gutta

[bridge]
like
rg, rg
grah grah
grah grah
[verse 2]
like, who the f+ck is these new opps? they tryna diss
better duck, when i blow out the whip
she like “relly i want you to win” but i told that b+tch that i already did
duckin’ and runnin’ that’s how you get hit
im like f+ck [?] told lil bro to go catch a him
get close, get on his fit, you know that he shot when there’s n0body [?]
i was down, and they didn’t do sh+t
like, n+gga i came off da bench
hit from the back, she start tellin’ ha friend
b+tch, just keep my name out the mix
can’t trust all these b+tches keep runnin’ they lips
like, all these b+tches think they sl!ck
she might go back and try to tell my b+tch
im tryna cl!ck, it wouldn’t let me cl!ck
she in love wit’ rg, she sayin’ i’m the sh+t
like, i let ha sit on my +
she threw it back, she sayin’ it don’t fit
im mr. down a n+gga [?]
shout out to “shhh” he got shot for the mix
he got hit with the knock, on the way to his lift
i check the clip everytime i spin
i forgot the [?] n+gga i was [?]
i got tired, i threw away more than 3
he better not react when im yellin’ out “skee”
like, who really be f+ckin’ wit’ me?
like, you better put the r before the g
like, i never put the g before the r
relly g, he turned into a star
like, relly g did this sh+t wit’ no help
and worda bro, he was there from the start
[outro]
like worda bro, grah grah grah
n+gga, suck my d+ck, n+gga
talkin’ bout?
rg rg n+gga
2024, n+gga, im here to stay word to my f+ckin’ dead n+gga
grah grah boom, n+gga
grah grah

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