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remilia bandxz & yungcirnooo - like diddy lyrics

[beat intro:
jet runner (runner, runnner)

verse 1 [yungcirnooo]
what, yeah yeah
puh, puh
yeah yeah
puh, puh
yeah yeah
who the f+ck yiu think you are cuz you can’t chill out with the boss
your boys not give you tampons? cuz you need one of those
fentanyl inside your pills n+gga you gon’ overdose
you just like a crazy b+tch cuz you always tryn’ do the most
me and remi bandxz posted in the club we f+ck it up
yo b+tch in the club she tryna f+ck she a dirty sl+t
n+gga you a b+tch, you can’t hang, you not one of us
i said, n+gga you a b+tch, you can’t hang, you not one of us
b+tch i bring the tec, i make your b+tch’s p+ssy wet
i could slime you out right now, you don’t even wanna bеt
b+tch, 9ensokyo the [?], do not diss the f+cking sеt
i don’t even need the f+cking tempo, f+cking b+tch i smack
that n+gga watched for the beat he knew that i’m finna tweak
i sell ket up on the street, everyone is feeling geeked
boy i shoot your ass on live, i don’t care, liveleak
i might do your ass like diddy, boy your ass is f+cking [beef?]
verse 2 [remilia bandxz]
i might do his ass like diddy, but he’s way up f+cking county
eh, homie can’t hang with me cuz he ain’t getting molly
eh, cirnooo that’s my crip n+gga, you know we stay rowdy
yeah, them .308s finna put hole up in his tummy
you ain’t ever pulled a stick, ain’t part of a clique
if you think we gon pick, i got a hundred in the clip
that boy won’t ever switch up on me, that homie pirouette
yeah the racks coming in, yeah, i’m on top [know my sh+t?]
i’m starting on your bro, p+ssy boy don’t come in close
[?]
you get rolled in a rug if you go with your jaw
i just sold a brick to a [?]
my gang gon’ hop on me, they don’t need a reason
n+gga scared to talk on me, i hit em with some demons
i just copped some peace i’m finals go and hit up neemons
for your dead homies, at the same time got me chiefin’

- remilia bandxz yungcirnooo lyrics

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