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popolits 6ix - i bet you wont lyrics

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[intro: 83baby & popolits 6ix]
grrah, grrah
glah, glah, glah, glah, n+gga
(ahhhhhh)
it’s that 83baby n+gga

[chorus: 83 baby]
they know my bop when i spin thru the block
first n+gga moving funny, getting shot
adrenaline rushing, tryna dump every shot
like what did you do for ya block?
talking on bro, put the beam to his top
chii a d+ck, got lined by a thot
rah, rey, both head popped
talking on bro, how many opps got flocked?

[verse 1: 83baby]
b+tches be lyin, like tell me the truth
speak straight facts when i walk in the booth
say that he spun, got beat out his shoes
smoking on 6ix when i spin to the 2’s
hang out the roof, tryna cl!ck at his tooth (gang gang)
talking on bro, but what did y’all do? (grah grah)
i got the knocks, let’s cl!ck at his crew
jayrip, nazzy, bobby, flew
(bobby flew…bobby flew) (nazzyyyy) (nazzyyyy)
[verse 2: popolits 6ix]
6ix baby gon spin n no matter the reason
hop out gang, leave a n+gga weezing
smoking they deads and we punching a lot
f+ck twin, jay bop got me higher
ayo ali, you burning like fire
y’all n+ggas don’t spin, y’all n+ggas is liars
6ix baby, we outside daily
six o gang, what the f+ck is a baby
and he better move right before he get left
put the beam on his head, and it went thru his neck
n+ggas chattin, what y’all wanna do?
y’all don’t spin but y’all hop inna booth
6ix baby, i’m {?}, n+ggas know what i do
one call, my oota’s gon oot

[verse 3: 83baby]
like i’m back n effect
like what did y’all do for y’all set?
i know a opp, got shot in his chest
say he a oota, he don’t ever step
shh got shot, he was holding his neck
my b+tch a barbie, she cl!ck it the best
face shot gang, he gon die from the tec
big ass 40, got me going deaf
(got me going deaf)
[chorus: 83 baby]
they know my bop when i spin thru the block
first n+gga moving funny, getting shot
adrenaline rushing, tryna dump every shot
like what did you do for ya block?
talking on bro, put the beam to his top
chii a d+ck, got lined by a thot
rah, rey, both head popped
talking on bro, how many opps got flocked?

[verse 4: sugarhill tj]
gotta knock on my hip, how the f+ck ima lack
83 tote g in the back
told bro to pass it if he see that n+gga steaming
glah it was him, hope that n+gga weezing
and the way that i’m balling, n+ggas think it’s that season
bad b+tch, fat ass, she swallow my cemen
and these n+ggas be scared, i make friends with my demons
pop a 30, get to geeking
(pop a 30, get to geeking) (pop a 30)



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