raqbaby - errbody shot lyrics
[intro: raqbaby]
hah
never gave a f+ck about your brother, n+gga, die
all fun and games ’til them drillers come outside, pop out the cut, fire
[chorus: raqbaby]
n+ggas broke, can’t show a dub, but they always dissin’ me
they know i’m the young n+gga that blew at bro, we keep it in the streets, huh
caught him lackin’, he ain’t got no gun, why the f+ck you in the beef?
got a s+xy migo b+tch, she know how to move them bricks for me
sent lil’ bro ‘nem on a two+man drill, slid through and all them n+ggas died
i can’t k!ll them, i shoot they baby mama, make all them n+ggas cry
been sayin’ they got more pape’ than us, man, all them n+ggas lyin’
don’t listen to the opps, they be off drugs, man, all them n+ggas fried
[verse 1: raqbaby]
don’t make me mad, like kay flock, everybody shot
we got exotic glocks, we f+ck everybody box
we never gave a f+ck, we rock on everybody block
they can’t throw no party, spin through and make everybody stop
these n+ggas scared, they know i’m a real k!ller
know the opps’ job hard as f+ck, they really hate to deal with us
she came in the house tryna f+ck, she still tryna pop this pill with us
n+gga know he ain’t got no say so if he ain’t in the field with us, mm
[chorus: raqbaby]
n+ggas broke, can’t show a dub, but they always dissin’ me
they know i’m the young n+gga that blew at bro, we keep it in the streets, huh
caught him lackin’, he ain’t got no gun, why the f+ck you in the beef?
got a s+xy migo b+tch, she know how to move them bricks for me
sent lil’ bro ‘nem on a two+man drill, slid through and all them n+ggas died
i can’t k!ll them, i shoot they baby mama, make all them n+ggas cry
been sayin’ they got more pape’ than us, man, all them n+ggas lyin’
don’t listen to the opps, they be off drugs, man, all them n+ggas fried
[verse 2: gmo stax]
all these n+ggas claim that they my opps and never sent a shot
all this sh+t be fun and games until a n+gga get dropped
sh+t i did in the streets, i could’ve died a thousand times
either school or streets, i had to make my mind
wasn’t no turnin’ back when i pick up that fire
mama always told me i’m the problem child
used to catch the bus ’cause i ain’t have a ride
tables do turn, b+tch, look at me now
life gucci, gucci’d down to the socks
any b+tch i want, i can hit ’em now
pockets full of money, i’m that n+gga now
come outside, bring the whole trenches out
this sh+t automatic, switches on the glock
that sh+t automatic, k!llin’ all the opps
gon’ be the same n+gga ’til i’m in a box
[outro: gmo stax]
gmo
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