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reddo - bon appetite lyrics

[intro]
(caliger)
(2thouxan)

[chorus]
i came way too far to turn back
sprint to the money but i don’t run track
play wit’ the gang, put your -ss on your back
smokin’ exotic, i don’t play wit’ no crack
came in cheap but i’m still gon’ tax
klvn wit’ me and they gon’ attack
ain’t never free when you juggin’ that pack
know how i bleed and i scream blatt
first to ten we sendin’ that blitz
every play you gettin’ hit
pull kick-door and split the l!ck
like my b-tches thick
my money neat
please don’t make me tweak
wipe that boy nose, bon appet-te
caught him down bad, leave that boy in the creek
freddy krueger, i creep where you sleep

[verse]
the glock or the ruger, i keep that heat
i knew he was sweet before he even speaked
shawty trick-or-treat
copycats, they tickle me
got too many lanes, they couldn’t even find it
she givin’ me brain while bro behind it
we triple crossed him kindly
i’m workin’ often, you ain’t even grindin’
baby ak and it move silent
they took you off, what you doin’ violatin’?
that boy be bluffin, he ain’t know nothin’
you know that we up to somethin’
steadily chasin’ that monion
if you ahead of me you know i’m bomin’
if you ain’t lend to me then i’ma take it
young n-gga, be yourself, ain’t gotta fake it

- reddo lyrics

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