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-prey & grioten – copy! 2 lyrics

[chorus]
yuh, godd+mn, b+tch, you know i never lose
finna make another hit, you gon‘ end up in the news
motherf+cker wanna shoot, run it back, times two
we go make it to the top, b+tch, you lookin‘ like a fool
like d+mn, i’ve been feelin‘ like a god
if you wanna pull up, better bring your f+ckin‘ dogs
i‘ma take you all at once, b+tch. i’m feeling juiced up
you, i’m a top g, i‘ma put you through the rut

[verse]
like b+tch, i don’t wanna deal with your sh+t
if you say another word, i‘ma send you off a cliff
when i pull to the crib, all i do is shoot rizz
why your heart so cold, but you’re ass so thick? (m+th+f+cka like)
f+ck yo feelings, ego to the ceiling
i ain’t f+ckin‘ playin‘ games, b+tch, the money’s what i’m feening
if you pull up with a gyat, i‘ma fill that sh+t with s+m+n
if you pull up with a pack, m+th+f+cka we go stеal ‘em
like, i‘m a road runner, whеn i see the bag
pull up to your crib, b+tch, you better pay your tax
i‘ma blow your f+cking brains out, like a m+th+f+ckin‘ sax
only way you finna win, is if i end up with some lag like
when i pull with the shooters, you go end up in a grave
i don’t give a f+ck about your streams, they all are f+cking fake
if you wanna be friend, then get the f+ck up out my way
why you talking that sh+t, when you ain’t got nothin‘ to say?
yuh, i know that you copy and you m+th+f+ckin‘ paste
i don’t wanna see your bullsh+t anymore, get out my face
yuh, pull up in an e45, no cap, when i look you, i can’t hold back
(ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch, i’m gonna be a god
b+tch, i’m gonna be the best, b+tch, i’m gonna be on top
i’m a demon in disguise, b+tch, i’m never gonna stop (yuh)
whippin‘ in the kitchen making m+th+f+ckin‘ bangers
yeah, b+tch i am a gem, left, right, and f+ckin‘ center
if you wanna be my b+tch, bring a friend so i can bang her (yuh)
ashley, look at me, b+tch i’m better (m+th+f+cka, i just started)
i ain’t going nowhere, b+tch, i’ll make it to the carpet
i don’t wanna see you whine, get the f+ck up, f+ckin‘ want it
took a long time, now i got my f+ckin‘ sh+t
better get your ass up, don’t throw a f+ckin‘ fit
b+tch, you know i f+ckin‘ thugged that sh+t out
cookin‘ f+ckin‘ dope in the m+th+f+ckin‘ playhouse
pop a f+ckin‘ perc, now i’m micky f+ckin‘ mouse
if you don’t f+ck with my sh+t, i‘ma leave you out the house
[outro]
like d+mn, i’ve been feeling like a god
if you wanna pull up, better bring your f+ckin‘ dogs
i‘ma take you all at once, b+tch, i’m feeling juiced up
you i’m a top g, i‘ma put you through the rut
like b+tch, i don’t wanna deal with your sh+t
if you say another word, i‘ma send you off a cliff
when i pull to the crib, all i do is shoot rizz
why your heart so cold but you’re ass so thick? m+th+f+cka like—

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