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prince jefe & babytron - tie breaker lyrics

[verse 1: prince jefe]
my life gucci, but my shirt is louie
you brought your strap, let’s get into it, [?] b+tch look like [?]
brown skin like jt, i roll with the uzi
please don’t talk that murder sh+t to me, you ain’t been in no [?]

[verse 2: babytron]
[?] or it’s rta
dawgie think that he a trap star, ’cause he got carti frames
taking risks, pulling stunts, live the narly way
hundred shot clear the party out, and i hardly aim

[verse 3: prince jefe]
30 shots in 50 seconds, you can’t get away
you gon’ get your ass wacked, tryna get my chain
i grab a new [?] from my plug, and i do my thang
we not leaving til we see blood [?] n+gga face

[verse 4: babytron]
sh+t, went from human [?] to the [?]
this a glocky with a switch, like f+ck a [?]
sh+t, if the risk high, so is the reward
mixing magic potions, this a 4, i feel like dumbledore

[verse 5: prince jefe]
you keep f+cking off [?] but what you hustle for?
my lawyer [?] thе pack when i walk in court
cracking [?] you get 50 if you give mе your’s
hit his block, 250 shots, [?] you know when it rain, it pours
[verse 6: babytron]
steppin in some christion lubies, f+ck around and paint the floor
2023 [?]
sh+t, pull up with that tie breaker, tryna change the score
[?] to duses, f+cked around and had to [?] the [?]

[verse 7: prince jefe]
hopped out with the [?] f+ck with the clique, then we gon’ hang you
i been [?] selling white girl like [?]
f+ck a song, in a tittie bar with a banger
[?] my money long, these hoes begging me to slay [?]

[verse 8: babytron]
throwing bullets at the opps, me and bro [?]
[?] exersism, [?]
tryna act tough, but he the type of guy to write a statement
shroom trippin, i’m so high, might go [?] sp+ceship

[verse 9: prince jefe]
you the type of n+gga hit the club, but don’t throw sh+t
i’m the type to get [?] drugs, ’cause i’m loaded
grind to [?] grams in the focus
i dropped out of school and hit the streets for my deploma

[verse 10: babytron]
sh+t, my pop looking like it need an oil change
pop out with that cannon, shoot sh+t like i’m [?]
told [?] meet me down [?] i’m passing [?] with it
f+ck a blender, put [?] in a pot, b+tch get boiled in it
[verse 11: .prince jefe]
yo
meet a b+tch tonight, tomorrow on a train
i’m on parole, don’t tell my po i roll with the drac
i [?] him with [?] why would you run away?
i ran it up on cp, scamming in the a

[verse 12: babytron]
stabbing in the foreign, would’ve thought it came from crystal lake
think he f+cking with the gang, he must be off some crystal meth
thousand dollar [?] been playing out the [?]
me and prince tag teamed this beat, and layed this b+tch to rest

- prince jefe babytron lyrics

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