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sdot go - get up close pt2 lyrics

[intro:tg flockaa]
grrah, gpop
(ayo tay what’s crackin)
(did vrlprada make this?)
gang, gang, ah
he told me how gpop—, but we ain’t gon’ talk ’bout that neither
(drilloholic)
free— shh, he told me how gpop died, but we ain’t gon talk ’bout that neither (ah)

[verse 1:sdot go & tg flockaa]
man, these n+ggas is p+ssy, i know (i know)
like how many timеs we gon’ throw? (grrah, grrah)
bend through the ‘wеll, bend through the o’s (like what?)
like somebody really gotta go
like wait, who the f+ck is an sdot go? (who that n+gga?)
man, these n+ggas is p+ssy, i know (i know)
like how many times we gon’ throw? (grrah, grrah)
bend through the ‘well, bend through the o’s (like what?)
like somebody really gotta go
like wait, who the f+ck is an sdot go? (who that n+gga?)
[verse 2:tg flockaa]
that n+gga linkin’ with opps, that’s a no (that n+gga a b+tch)
suck d+ck, yeah, i’m taking your flow
and if you got a problem, n+gga, let me know
we gon’ bend through the doug’ with a whole lotta poles
first opp that we see, that n+gga gotta go (doug’k)
maneuver the v, we gotta get low
’cause after this sh+t, we ain’t tossin’ no pole (oyk)
yeah, i’m back, where they at?
john glo got took off the map (john glo)
dumb lil’ n+gga should’ve had him a strap
man, this sh+t gettin’ real, i don’t think we should lack (what the f+ck?)
hold on, i’m like, “wait, f+ck that, let’s go through the 8” (ygk)
we ain’t playin’ with n+ggas ’cause n0body safe (n0body safe)
free the bros locked down tryna beat up the case (beat up the case)
on the rock, it was me and the 8

[verse 3:kenzo b]
(kenzo b, like)
and i’m comin’ to throw, like
bet somebody get hit (grrah)
and that boy, he be flexin’, let’s make ’em a l!ck (grrah, grrah)
thought he was a don and now that n+gga a drid, no kiz’, like (grrah, grrah)
see that b+tch and treat her like a kid
g+lock on my waist, no hip (on bro)
if they droppin’ my sh+t, i’m guaranteed to blitz
if that b+tch on feet, we hit her with the whip
what the f+ck do they mean?
how they actin’ so bad, but ain’t catchin’ no scenes (like, how?)
like, nine shot with a beam
say they smokin’ my dead, but they losin’ they team, they do it for the streams
i stay swag ’cause i keep me a f+nny (on bro)
up it first, i can’t go out like danny (danny)
bro said he bustin’, geekin’ off a nanny
tmac official merch, it on my granny (free bro)
[verse 4:tg flockaa]
lotta n+ggas was scared, they was movin’ with 12 (free huntaa)
dgunna ain’t come out his cell (dgunna)
if he did, me and huntaa was givin’ him h+ll (that n+gga a b+tch)
beat him, my n+ggas blowin’ his face off
came home, wasn’t fightin’ my case long (grrah, grrah)
b+tch, i’m 5th to the sev ’til my day gone (5th to the sev)
still free kay, i know bro gon’ stay strong (free kay flock)
and y’all know that i’m flockin’ for doowop (yeah)
on a—, tryna catch me a new opp (grrah, grrah)
bl!ck told me chill ’cause i be movin’ too hot (yo, bl!ck)
the joker back home, so y’all better not move wock (grrah, grrah)
p+ssy n+ggas better play they cards right
free huntaa, dos, dumpin’ on sight (like what?)
seen an opp, n+gga thought it was fight night (grrah, grrah)
backed out, threw five, missed, i was so tight (tight)
bro came and he said, “it’ll be alright”
picked me up, we was spinnin’ like all night (all night)

[chorus:sdot go]
he right there, get up close
like, please do not let him get low
when i catch you, don’t say i’m your bro
the gun clip jam, i thought i broke the pole
neaky a rat and he told
before i flock ’em, i gotta get close (skee)
nazzy, bobby, i smoke both
like, notti went out by the poke
[outro: tg flockaa]
like what?
how the f+ck you gon’ link with the sweepers?
ah, suck my d+ck
what the f+ck is a sweeper?
what the f+ck?
’cause you know we gon’ sweep ’em, like
how the f+ck you’ gon link with the—
either way, we gon’ sweep ’em (grrah, grrah)
we gon’ sweep ’em, we gon’ sweep ’em (grrah, grrah, boom)
we gon’ sweep ’em (grrah, grrah, boom)
when we spinnin’ in it, we gon’ sweep ’em (every opp shot, everything dead)
free— shh, he told me how, uh
free— shh, he told me how gpop died, but we ain’t gon’ talk ’bout that neither (g— gpop)
gang, gang, gang
every opp shot, sweepers to my d+ck
the f+ck? stop talkin’ on deads, y’all ain’t do sh+t, word to my mother

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