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rnd officially - dpwm lyrics

[intro: yung $piiffii]
ah, (marko), chh ahh

got d+mn

uh, let me tell em
let me tell em

(yung $piiffii)

[verse 1: yung $piiffii]
35 on ‘em can miss me
but 35 hunnit we flipping
up the score run it back with my n+ggas
back it up, bag it then chop it and split it

fish the scale to make sure n+ggas swimming
shoot a steph to make sure that we winning
then i shipped it to klay i told meezy go get ‘em since n+ggas came out we was infants

tracking my end from the start i’m like usain
i’m road running the beat, i been running this sh+t
back when i had no t++th’s and who playin?
b+tch i come from the creek, where they shoot you for cheap
in exchangе for whatever the crеw sayin
had to run up a bag with a new plan
ran the label back up with a new name

man them n+ggas ain’t popping, we got bigger pockets and more b+tches
f+ck, pay cuts on my thumb from counting this money up
draco done finally got registered
i can go pop me a top without scr+ping them numbers up

$piiffii too sh+tty
i got yo pretty lady on top of me, topping me showing me titties
she wanna stay but i told her she can’t, cause the money and n+ggas ‘round me moving different

we been sh+tting so long it got pitiful
he thought he was immortal we finished him
did him up sent him right to the minister
put him six underneath like we building shi+

blow the evidence up with the witnesses
keep whoever mouth shut once we ticket ‘em
should’ve seen buddy laid out ricky ‘nem
play in the wrong field watch he—
(ricky!)

[chorus: romel cantrell]
pass out, pass out, put ’em in the dirt
you won’t get ya b+tch back, wrist gave her whip flash
and i got a big bag, bet he gon’ hurt
pull up in that muhf+ckin’ skrtt, skrtt, skrtt
4 plus 4 cup when i pour up, 4 plus 4 cup when i pour up
even get more love when i show up
ah man young n+gga making sh+t happen (happen)
i can’t make this sh+t up it’s a habit
ballin’ h+lla hard like i play for the magic
all i gotta say is lil n+gga don’t play with me

don’t play with me, don’t play with me, don’t play with me

[verse 2: romel cantrell]
don’t play with me ok, ok lil n+gga this a big day
just spent a bag, and i had to n+gga on a big face
big trace covered when i walk through
and they wanna see me trip and fall, f+ck n+gga, boy you big laced

and i’ll make yo b+tch bae, and she wanna know just how this d+ck taste
n+ggas know that i’m the judge and rappers the big case
25 on the skully n+gga that’s rich play, now what ya b+tch say?

oh my fault it ain’t ya business, i dug right in her, but she a gold digger
and that’s why these n+ggas mad at me, because they know i know it’s blasphemy
how they be k!llin’ me with the way they be steppin’ like they after me
and then get passive whenever they wanna get a pass, so they pass due to the mag in the bag, it’s a tragedy, it ain’t no bashing me

and ya life gon’ quicker than a vroom vroom
yeah we dashing ’em, f+ck ya location don’t be adding me
sorry for ya pain, but it don’t sadden me
but i know one thing when i talk, everybody be hooked like a f+ckin’ dope line
shining on n+ggas i’m a f+ckin’ gold mine
and these cannons got nicks when it hit the drum line
n+gga it’s ’bout time, (n+gga it’s bout time)

[chorus: romel cantrell]
(pass out) pass out, pass out, put ’em in the dirt
you won’t get ya b+tch back, wrist gave her whip flash
and i got a big bag, bet he gon’ hurt
pull up in that muhf+ckin’ skrtt, skrtt, skrtt
4 plus 4 cup when i pour up, 4 plus 4 cup when i pour up
even get more love when i show up

(ricky!) ah man young n+gga making sh+t happen, (happen)
i can’t make this sh+t up it’s a habit
ballin’ h+lla hard like i play for the magic
all i gotta say is lil n+gga don’t play with me

don’t play with me, don’t play with me, don’t play with me, (don’t play with me)

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