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otm - bubble gum lyrics

[verse 1: blue pesos]
n+gga, you’ll get slapped, don’t question it
i got the stick [?] in the back for these wrestlers (i get my work from the narco)
what flavor is that vape? this that opp berry bubble gum
n+ggas hittin’ fences, haulin’ ass when we pullin’ up
n+ggas gettin’ out of hand with me, i’ma call a blitz
i’ma whip out right now, bro, don’t talk again
you ain’t finna get a fade or squabble, we is not friends
it’s ’bout 4:30, i gave him ninety sh+lls, he ain’t clockin’ in (sh+t)
i’m that n+gga, i be always talkin’ sh+t
i popped two fifteens, bro, i’m kind of feelin’ sick
put a cannon on a n+gga, nickname me spingen
we could turn him to a dancer, or do you wanna be a gymnast?
scottie pippen, thirty+three sh+lls if he slippin’
i be e+class slidin’ whеn it’s time to go the distance
all thеse n+ggas do is talk and put my names in they mentions
come outside and shoot somethin’ and just quit the twitter beefin’
put a hundred in his stomach, ugh, why is sh+t leakin’?
i tried to play it cool but these n+ggas give me reasons
i’m a shot caller, i put n+ggas on, go on and king me
how you make that much money off rap? this sh+t easy, uh

[verse 2: duffy]
n+gga
this sh+t easy
bum n+gga yappin’ in my ear, i’m finna bleed him
come and meet shanaynay, everywhere i go, i bring her
wet a n+gga up, leave a n+gga head steamin’
ridin’ in a coupe with big blowers
n+ggas bums, bro, i don’t owe you
i do what i want, i don’t got no big homies
all my friends are dead, all blue strips on me
wait, what this n+gga say? i ain’t hearin’ it
i be out in public, stick pokin’ out my letterman
young generals, these n+ggas know we heavyweights
let him make it, p, everybody make mistakes
just don’t make the same one twice
three of wock’ in a pineapple, and no, i don’t want ice
i’m a fly n+gga, you the type to be afraid of heights
don’t believe the lies, n+ggas nice

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