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prjctdrmrm, dillagent, keno banga - whole lotta stikks - remastered lyrics

[intro]
[?]
aye, yuh
aye, yuh
aye, tuh
aye, yuh
aye

[verse 1]
walkin’ this b+tch wit a whole lotta sticks, yo b+tch, she uh hoe suck a whole lotta d+ck
ain’t talkin’ frito , gotta whole lotta chips
put a whole in a cracker, ain’t talkin’ bout risks
tryda shoot me but that lil n+gga missed, put his ass onna tee he like [?]
[?] like that n+gga got sick, i then turned the f+ck up, i bossed up onna b+tch
[?] my neck, boy you better not grab that
so many sticks got it lookin’ like baghdad
i see a b+tch, gurentee imma bag that
now i got b+tches, i used to get laughed at
i just seen a op up the glock, nd’ go tap that
he try to drive by, caught his ass, made him crash that
we smokin’ on ops, thats yo brother we ash that
b+tch go check the scope, can’t no n+gga hit no n+gga, we’ll match that
we creep on yo block, whеn its time we gon’ pop out
glock 17, ain’t nothin’ to talk bout
just caught yo little brothеr, big glock finna rock out
i’m bussin’ his melon when i put em op out
ain’t no competition, still made his ass drop out
put this b+tch to his head, finna give him a blow out
go check the score, you lil n+ggas gettin’ blown out
you a n+gga like [?], make his head roll, bounce
watch what you say, you lil n+ggas on bullsh+t
i hit him first shot, but i empty the full clip
kept talkin’ that sh+t, but he forgot that im ruthless
7.62 to the mouth, it be two
he said he gon’ pop me, man he a goofy
he said he gon’ k!ll me, man that lil n+gga stupid
my choppa do music, [?]
[?] they think im in cities, glance at his face took that lil n+gga, hit his
he try to fight me, that lil n+gga a [?]
my lil asian b+tch, swear to god she the prettiest
you don’t want the smoke, man you n+ggas can’t match it
i gotta big 40., make him do a backflip
he don’t wanna a feature, i swear that i am taxin’
oh that n+gga got muscles, this glizzy relaxin’
[verse 2]
when i f+ck his b+tch she ain’t usin’ no safe word
she sippin’ the [?]
buzzer beatin’, that b+tch come imma blaze her
beat up the guts ain’t talkin’ bout [?]
(hold on)
b+tch imma coochie man
if i get yo b+tch, you ain’t never gunna see her again
if i f+ck her now they’re ain’t never gon’ be [?]
bros in the back nd’ i pull that b+tch back again
she hot nut on her back
flexer be funny, don’t nut on her back nd’ i know [?]
[?] b+tch made me laugh so i know she a funny
pass me them b+tches, im gettin’ them [?]
when she hear my name then she bustin’ it open
you say you got no gag then why are you chokin’?
[?[ young n+gga [?] we slide through yo block nd’ you takin’ these bullets, we pass out
when we step on your turf, you be touchin’ the earth, lil n+gga it ain’t nothin’ to laugh bout
i be seein’ you b+tches, she dancin’, she twerkin’, she doin’ that sh+t with her ass out
we see the ops nd’ we max out, n+gga you better just tap out
call me [?] nd’ you know imma pop out
lil uzi, you know imma rock out
take a pill so your b+tch [?] out
don’t be talkin’ bout me and what im bout
b+tch
[outro]
(yhea n+gga, you already know what the f+ck goin’ on, face a banger in this b+tch n+gga [?])
(he already know what the f+ck goin’ on b+tch)
(lil ass n+gga)
(yheaa)

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