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protect - ​bbysit lyrics

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[intro]
(if you not ball hog, then die)
(ok is the hardest, i swear to god)
(we gon’ be okay)

[chorus]
i can’t date this ho, this b+tch chips
i just count my cash, then dip
we got on your ass, please don’t try no sh+t
i keep scoring the godd+mn ball, i’m on some harden sh+t
and i can’t lack, b+tch, keep that fye right by my hip
f+ckin’ your ho, my kid, she gon’ babysit
they see i got my own swag, they try to copy it
i pop out the cut, somethin’ like it
this lil’ ho is annoying me, i got to kick her out my crib
this b+tch, she got to go, she can’t stay right here
huh, n+gga know i’m on go, my glock right there, b+tch
n+gga, you gotta grow, you gotta fight your fears

[verse]
b+tch, why is you cryin’ on my phone? you gotta wipe your tears
you know we sippin’ on drank, b+tch, i don’t sip no beer
you know i’m slidin’ in the tank, n+ggas want war, do that sh+t right here
do that sh+t right here
i don’t got no competition, i ain’t got no opps
i got bad hoes that’s been slidin’ to my spot
i got nachos, b+tchеs know that i got guap
i got honchos, yeah, i’m a walkin’ [?]
they like “‘tеct, how you ran that guap up?”
they like “‘tect, let me know when you pop up” (ok is the hardest, i swear to god)
ran the plug out for his bowls, we gon’ stock up (we gon’ be okay)
b+tch n+ggas get nothing, they get knocked up
i love gwolla
i’m outside with my partner, my partner
we keep the tools like some gardeners
we outside rockin’ designer
flew your broad to pala
i’m on the block, serge ibaka, ibaka
we got guap, this ain’t new to us
[chorus]
i can’t date this ho, this b+tch chips
i just count my cash, then dip
we got on your ass, please don’t try no sh+t
i keep scoring the godd+mn ball, i’m on some harden sh+t
and i can’t lack, b+tch, keep that fye right by my hip
f+ckin’ your ho, my kid, she gon’ babysit
they see i got my own swag, they try to copy it
i pop out the cut, somethin’ like it
this lil’ ho is annoying me, i got to kick her out my crib
this b+tch, she got to go, she can’t stay right here
huh, n+gga know i’m on go, my glock right there, b+tch
n+gga, you gotta grow, you gotta fight your fears



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