sgpwes - hashtag/lil durk lyrics
[verse: sgpwes]
i been sipping wockhardt
spend a band on chromehearts
that b+tch got a chrome heart
shoulda been played your part
i was in the fast car
n+gga you got no bars
i was takin’ xanny bars
get the bands, it’s not that hard
i was in that h+llcat, bad b+tch and her ass fat
took this, i been smoking crack
come here, lemme tap that
crash that, send that to her finsta
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
vivienne westwood on my ass
opp pack, i’m gon’ pass that
baby let’s move past that
turned him to a hashtag
f+cked her cause her ass fat
i don’t want no cash back
hit him with a black ‘gat
take one step we blast that
go up on my glass [?]
f+cker her, she a nat, nat
hit him with a black ‘gat
and i’m in that black ‘cat
i just want the racks, racks
[verse 2: benjicold]
yeah, yeah, yеah
i’m sippin on lean, i’m sippin on purp’
i told her okay, lil’ b+tch gon’ twerk
that b+tch got somе dreads like she lil durk
and i’m smoking gas off the f+cking earth
f+ckin’ that b+tch on my turf
i just shot that n+gga, he saying it hurt
poppin’ the pills, i’m in her
d+ck in her throat, i told that b+tch slurp
after she done she callin’ me sir
i look like an alien off of this perc
i told a b+tch go ahead with the perc
smoking that green, that herb
that n+gga snitching like i’m phinneas and ferb
that chrome on my wrist, n+gga cause i worked
i’m f+ckin’ that hoe like a jerk
[verse 3: sgpwes]
i just be f+ckin’ that hoe like a jerk
i get the bands but i don’t go to work
i’m off the perc, n+gga my vision blurred
f+ckin’ that b+tch, n+gga i’m in a hurry
i’ll give her back, you don’t gotta worry
i am your father but this ain’t no maury
i’m sippin that wock’, n+gga my cup is dirty
please do not run up on me tryna hurt me
go to the mall and spend me a bag
i hop in the coupe and i dash
she wanna f+ck me cause i got that pack
f+ckin’ that b+tch and i’m blowing her back
that n+gga talk, he be snitching, a rat
ar+15 bullets knock off his hat
that n+gga p+ssy, he a cat
that n+gga rookie, he crash out the scat
chopper on me, i’m finna blow it
i had that cash, that boy where is it going
n+gga said he got the cash, blow it
that n+gga p+ssy, i know it
i put a scope on that ar
play with his life, baseball
hit that lil boy, i’m dead wrong
she wanna f+ck, h+ll nah
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