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quare - beretta lyrics

[chorus: quare]
i got hits like a beretta
b+tch i’m up, and now they upset
ain’t n0body do it better
bite my flow, couldn’t give f+ck less
i got hits like a beretta
b+tch i’m up, and now they upset
ain’t n0body do it better
bite my flow, couldn’t give f+ck less
choppa suppressed, now you getting muted
i’m up in they ears like a f+cking q+tip
shawty hit my line, and she give me cute tips
i don’t need advice, but it’s good amus+m+nt
[verse 1: quare]
you gon run for your life, hoe
ima talk my sh+t, cause this sh+t’s what i’d die for
p+ssy talking wise, till i ask him what he lying for
he act victimized now, ima tell him cry more
b+tch i’m p+ssed, and you p+ssed too
but what the h+ll does this sh+t do?
why you pulling up a b+tch move
there’s no common ground with you so i say b+tch, move
yeah they mad, but for what?
why you act like you my dad, what the f+ck?
and you acting like you rad, b+tch you suck
finna put you in the trash
‘cause you basically asked

[chorus: quare]
i got hits like a beretta
b+tch i’m up, and now they upset
ain’t n0body do it better
bite my flow, couldn’t give f+ck less
i got hits like a beretta
b+tch i’m up, and now they upset
ain’t n0body do it better
bite my flow, couldn’t give f+ck less
choppa suppressed, now you getting muted
i’m up in they ears like a f+cking q+tip
shawty hit my line, and she give me cute tips
i don’t need advice, but it’s good amus+m+nt
[verse 2: sluds]
i got hits like a beretta
pull up to your doorstep and shoot you for your cheddar
no one better
yeah, my p.o. box flooded with love letters
if your b+tch wants to pipe i might let her
yeah, i could buy a few dozen sports cars with my salary
that ass so fat, i bet she can’t burn calories
yeah, if i fall off it’s in an alternate reality
that head so good, it made me delve into insanity
hoes come up to get my autograph, they’re all fans of me
text my girl, she takes two hours just to answer me
so many hoes, can’t pick select randomly
f+cked her p+ssy, my d+ck didn’t fit understandably

[chorus: quare]
i got hits like a beretta
b+tch i’m up, and now they upset
ain’t n0body do it better
bite my flow, couldn’t give f+ck less

- quare lyrics

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