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saucedad69 – offthewall lyrics

[intro]
(saucedad69)

[verse]
b+tch, i’m off the f+ckin’ wall, i’m out here kickin’ sh+t
real gun got me godly, b+tch i’m with the sh+ts
never let your guard down, b+tch i’m out here sn+tchin’ sh+t
got destroyed on brawl, prolly ’bout to go and split your b+tch
i will never fold, b+tch i’m ten toes to the ground
empty out a clip, b+tch i counted, that’s a hundred rounds
b+tch i cannot miss, red dot, aim steady
hold the trigger to my hip, get the blindfolds (ay) ready, b+tch
choppa made the n+gga hit the dash, that’s a headshot
bullets had this n+gga flippin’ hard like a laptop
beat a p+ssy n+gga to the earth until his heart stop
addicts pumpin’ red, b+tch i’m zooted, no i can’t stop
swingin’ on a n+gga if i catch that boy on sight
that lil n+gga, why you hit my phone talkin’ ’bout a fight?
you a l!ck, you a b+tch, you gon’ get hit with a stick
imma mow yo’ ass down, n+gga this exceed the clip
ay, this hyper beam just f+ckin’ reloaded
i’m a mothaf+ckin’ god to this lil n+gga stomp potent
imma steal a n+gga b+tch, put some air walk spray jokin’
imma light a n+gga up, which and dory better pray that i miss
put the sh+t to his chest, make him wish he had a vest
wipin’ nose, i won’t’ stop until you take your last breath
know that n+gga missin’ t++th, like he straight up hit the meth
imma straight up dig his b+tch, put that sh+t on down her name
n+gga wanted all this lopin, now he got cancer
i will never stop makin’ moves, b+tch i’m no dancer
f+ck a n+gga b+tch to the beat, ’cause he’s gon’ have a naked
air rollin’ with a hundred round drum
n+gga pull up with a pistol, imma hop out with a shawty
forty f+ckin’ sh+lls, b+tch i’m aimin’ for a body
and i’m tim boot too, with a b+tch give me sloppy
vans on my feet, n+gga who gon’ f+ckin’ stop me?
b+tch

- saucedad69 lyrics

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