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puny records - stay wit dat lyrics

yeah, sh. on the beat
shout out cowboy beary 3019

yeah yeah yeah
we all gettin’ bent
it’s me gettin sent
gettin’ all this cash, call it in in advance yeah
i’m way too advanced yeah
i’ll put you in a trance yeah yeah

i like the way you dance yeah
i just got some more bands yeah
cookin up some plans yeah
steal her from her mans yeah (steal her from her mans)

i stay wit dat
she always stalk when i’m around (she be stalkin’)
late nights in wock yeah i drown (i be drownin’)
you got a red nose like a clown yeah (clown)
just call me up anytime i’ll be down (i’ll be down)

yeah i stay wit dat i got sh+t on lock (lock, lock)
opps come around i don’t want to talk, no (yeah)
pistol in my pants, yeah i got a glock
that’s a double entendre i also got a (c+ck) yeah
we came from the bottom now we at the top
when i come around all the girls they flock (flock, flock)
shout out my man l, yeah he made this sh+t (made the beat)
yeah, you know i really do stay with it (yeah, yeah)
what you tryna say ho
these drugs are in my veins bro
these lyrics in my brain, yuh
jot it down with a pen, yeah
this girl be a ten, yeah
i got some intents, bruh
this sh+t be intense, bruh
we came from the tents, yuh
we runnin’ the game, bruh (yeah)

i know king von looking up, yeah
pour me up a cup
another opp gettin’ dropped, yeah
i can never stop
yeah, she give some crazy top
yeah, this sh+t be insane
music coursin’ through my veins
got these thoughts up in my veins
we massive like low tape fade
careful, you might catch a fade
she a gem like a jade
ballin like i be d wade
stone cold like dwayne

you just be like diddy bruh
like rick ross, she got some titties yuh
this b+tch depressed her wrists are slitty yuh
ew, i think you got chlamydia
i be gettin’ litty yuh
i think that b+tch name lydia
turnt up off this syrup yeah
i’ll be your daddy dearest yeah
you as plain as a cheerio
we blowin’ up like we in syria
i k!ll the beat like i’m serial
this b+tch sound like iphone siri yuh
they just wanna mirror us
smoke ’till im delerious
you know that i’m the realest yuh
i’m just being realist bruh
i’m a+list you be b+list bruh
i’m ice+cold like siberia
she bad as h+ll, like she ri ri bruh
she know me like she read me bruh
we blowin’ up like big bang theory yuh
always up i don’t sleep yuh

i don’t get no rest
i always pass a test
this other b+tch name tess
i know that we the best, yeah, yeah

yeah, they ain’t never believe in us
you just gotta keep workin’, end goal
y’know i’m sayin?
just keep workin’
keep hustlin’
keep that grind up

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