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rivtweraj - highlight lyrics

[chorus: whiteboi da geek]
pfa in the spot, you know we got the spot, like
if she ain’t baddie you know she ain’t my type
like the way i’m tryna catch me a highlight
brodie be bugging, aim it at his mind, like
pop me a 30 b+tch i get to geeking, spark him at the stoplight
[?] they working with the cops, like
we made it hot on their block
stunna got shot we send him to the sky, like
park [?] we send a couple shots
like they don’t wanna see us parked up on their block
[?] to my d+ck they telling me to cop
f+ck all of the wag’s all of them n+ggas shot
f+ck it, up it, have ‘em ducking shots

[verse 1: nasfrmdatil]
like look, we had them lil n+ggas shake
scottie up [?] now everybody fled
whole lotta sh+t i seen up in the streets
but it’s better i leave it unsaid
lotta n+ggas talking to the feds
keep taking my n+ggas sh+t got me upset
[?] to my d+ck we ducking any wreck
with the 8’s that’s a whole lotta chev
free mell he was giving ‘em h+ll
this f+nny we got, no it’s not for fashion
beam on the —+, where is the opps at?
i’m tryna cl!ck every shot gon’ make contact
no i’m not rich but just know that i got that
hit the roads so i double my profit
spot an opp if we miss we gon’ slide back
hit his face we gon’ send a few rockets
[verse 2: rivtwer aj]
grrah, grrah
like i ain’t your ordinary rapper, on the block i’m toting on the knock
sha got shot and took it on a hop
that was me and lil leeky know we spinning blocks
back shot, oh let’s see who really floxk
we still leave him dead for tryna jeff bop
like, communicative with the knock
makko b he never had his chop
like, lu rilla took one to the top
30 was slapping made a brain stop
like, tell bro 3 left in the chop
and we gotta use 3 to make it to the block
grrah, this ain’t no regular chop
ima shoot first so watch his body drop
grrah, we tryna make it down the block
put the beam to his body, adrenaline stop
grrah, n+ggas be all on my on my d+ck but just hopped up in the streets
kj swervo all up on his knees
f+ck boy gon’ boomer bop to they p’z
like, [?] to the b, they all get hit for tryna drop the gz
like, just me and lil leeky da g, i remember that day we wanted us a splee
like, n+ggas talk on jeff, say less
tell that b+tch you gotta move correct
tripping after dark, get him left
all masked up, hoodie and a tech
like, it’s still free the guys, free flex
tryna catch him a murder, f+ck boy, free [?]
like, these other n+ggas got me fess
just get off our d+ck go chase you a check
[chorus]
pfa in the spot, you know we got the spot, like
if she ain’t baddie you know she ain’t my type
like the way i’m tryna catch me a highlight
brodie be bugging, aim it at his mind, like
pop me a 30 b+tch i get to geeking, spark him at the stoplight
[?] they working with the cops, like
we made it hot on their block
stunna got shot we send him to the sky, like
park [?] we send a couple shots
like they don’t wanna see us parked up on their block
[?] to my d+ck they telling me to cop
f+ck all of the wag’s all of them n+ggas shot
f+ck it, up it have ‘em ducking shots

- rivtweraj lyrics

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