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overpade – bad blood (freestyle) lyrics

yuh, aye
swear to god all i do is drop f+cking classics (aye)

uh, one, two, talking (woah)
baby why you walking (okay)
i went through your phone baby
who the f+ck you talking (yeah, yeah)
to, two, three
imma pull up with this choppa make em’ bark like a tree and i n+gga
(mumbles)
one, two, talking (yeah)
baby where you walking
pull up with choppa, make that n+gga get to barking
got a plug, plug spark em’
if he get to talking (aye)
baby imma walk down on him like christopher walken
b+tch i am a martian (yeah)
said i am a martian (aye, aye)
yeah my skins green but i took that b+tch up off him
yeah we put him in a coffin
put him in a coffin (yes sir)
like some f+cking wood if he+
(mumbles)

aye, okay
tick tock, like a metronome (woah)
run up, straight through your home (woah)
baby, up on my phone (woah)
she like, “bro where’d you go” (yeah)
i’m like, “girl i don’t know” (i don’t know)
“why you, up on my d+i+c+to+k+o+okay”
b+tch i can’t spell, i’m fresh out of jail
if he moving like a snail, then he get hit with these sh+lls, hold on
imma stomp him like a goomba, clean up like a roomba (yeah)
they say you are what you eat
my gun’s a p+ssy, it consumed her (yeah, yeah)
sh+t is looking up
it’s no longer rough
sh+t is still tough, but yeah sh+t is looking up (hmm)
n+ggas throwing jokes like they doing stand+up
but imma get my money, then i get my fans up
hold on, get my bands up
get my f+cking paper
baby imma see you, you a motherf+cking hater (yeah, yeah)
choppa on me green like a f+cking alligator
it reminds me of the money so i told em’ see you later (woah, woah)
imma get this f+cking guapo (guapo)
baby it’s a lot though (lot though)
know you ain’t seen 20k in your life hoe (in your life)
that b+tch paid for lipo
that b+tch got her life gone (got her life)
you n+ggas is botting and you paying for some likes bro

that’s f+cking lame, grow your sh+t organically n+gga
yeah, yeah, yeah (aye)
like what’s your name, you can call me santa lil’ n+gga
cause i’m a gift to you (yeah)

- overpade lyrics

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