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semihomie – bad look lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, gotta count this sh+t out)
(uh)
([?])
(aye homie)
(yo hustle)

[verse]
n+gga flashin’ that ten that sh+t light
b+tch i pop this perc’ we be f+ckin’ all night
you keep ridin’ in them ubers i’ma flush you at the light
b+tch f+ck in the city we keep bangin’ her p+ssy tight
my face card hot so i keep that glizzy with me
i’m in this coupe ’bout to hit out this [?]
[?] back door somethin’ i hit at that b+tch
she done reached for my gun had to tell her ’bout herself
these n+ggas ain’t solid they snitchin’ on they self
this big+ass gun keep poppin’ out my gucci belt
goin’ outside n+gga what you need some help?
you still don’t bag n+gga f+ck you need a lift?
broke+ass opps they be stroffin’ in they lyfts
better think with your brain before you usе your lips
my b+tch just told me i got community d+ck
i told her she keep complainin’ i’ma buy hеr friend
i speak for my trenches we havin’
we ain’t gettin’ bagged we the ones that baggin’
these n+ggas got iron but we [?] took
free [?] bro got a n+gga stash [?]
free [?] bro fresh out the hole with that knife
the opps really b+tches we beefin’ with dyk+s
catch these n+ggas in public they quieter than mice
n+gga go drop your mask if you in your feelings
just told my b+tch ain’t no money in her feelings
[?] on my d+ck they say “y’all promote the k!lling”
half of these n+ggas downfalls be that p+ssy
he tryna spin hit two times he a rookie
i need 200 dubs you wan’ book me
i told that b+tch “bring your friends” [?]
i’m really him b+tch you know you really l+st me
this fit 1k it’s a fine if you touch it
n+gga you ain’t even enough if i k!ll you can’t talk to me
broke+ass n+gga with that broke+ass [?]
free [?] bro could really show you how it cook
[?] in the coupe they behind me they gettin’ cooked
i dropped my perc’ on the ground n+gga watch your foot
i pearl on this sh+t n+gga you better watch how you look
you n+ggas be d+ckriders it really be a bad look
uh, that sh+t sad
‘fore you speak on this sh+t n+gga drop your mask
and this b+tch i wanna hustle we makin’ them bangers
i don’t be seein’ these b+tches they be tellin’ me i’m actin’ famous
yeah i get a hood pass my hood really dangerous
b+tch just tryna f+ck she don’t even know her worth
d+mn near all these b+tches will f+ck for [?]
[?] you think really solid be snitchin’ the first
bro be servin’ that crunch that sh+t boom on the first
used to stay in them rentals was ridin’ with work
used to ride with that m&p now i keep that glock
you callin’ my phone with your problems you gettin’ blocked
you callin’ my phone ’bout drops now we talkin’ business
give a b+tch a back door now we gettin’ to the business
these n+ggas be funny they be screamin’ like some b+tches
ho you get on my bad side you better keep your distance
you ain’t on sh+t you a [?] to them b+tches
[outro]
uh, [?] to them b+tches
uh, got them on the business
i keep my glock i’m in the trenches
uh, uh, these n+ggas a gospel to them b+tches
uh uh, uh, these n+ggas ain’t playin’ with ’em switches

- semihomie lyrics

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