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shitty boyz - $cam will lyrics

[verse]
sh-ttyboyz!

back then (?)
started cracking cards now im lacking with the grades
punch god tron getting active with the (?)
if he got an att-tude bro reacting with the kay
world touring here in walmarts near you
bro smoking something that you can’t hear through
old b-tch mad, left her in the rear view
let the demon out the scat when i hit gear two
walking out of wally’s with the ap green
one hit or quit her when i punch with the bin
counting up my blessings while i’m running up my sins
lil b-tch on d-ck ima put it in her ribs
jumped in the water now in drown in the drip
talking bout fine boy you need to punch a lift
you ain’t got a ride to work now you missing shifts
i know suzan on your head, boy your manager a b-tch
h-llcat roaring here scream when i stay p-ss
know me ima bust a jugg for a day p-ss
p-ssy too wet swear to god that i can’t last
thought my ex b-tch was the one, but it ain’t last
zoey 101 got my white b-tch swiping
set the play with me i don’t advise you to try it
jimmy craig with me i don’t really do the fighting
cuz the glock (?) like you on a diet
rich steaks, mickey d’s turned to hibachi
used to mean mug now the b-tch face sloppy
trust god b-tch i go by mr.teriyaki
i can teach you how to punch like i’m mr.miyagi
shooting for the stars cause i been near they (?)
f-cking up the (?) i been there (?)
(?) balenci’s so its 6 when i step
certified sh-t talker so i speak from the chest
i can tell you ain’t tapped in with the source
got my first method then i threw away the sports
was four for four now its four for a quart
sh-ttyboyz up b-tch we run in with the torch
fairlane tripping when i walk in with the flaming wock
i’m mr.spinab-tch you can’t contain a thot
drip god when i walk in bet it rain a lot
bro like to paint with the stick, he’ll stain a opp
only time you punching up is when you punching in
ima run it up if i keep running with these bins
baby i’m a goat so ima tell you how it is
from the bottom to the top turned my losses into wins
charged up feel like duracell with the power
thinking that we sweet, had my shooter play it sour
airbnb f-cking up the marble counters
ouu she a freak got me jumping out my trousers
ain’t no typos when we i f-ck with that embosser
test me and ima play it like mr.crocker
we want all static bro hit you with a shocker
he used to bully n-ggas, stuffing kids in lockers
clear fruit in one hand, roll in the other
all that pillow talking better keep it in the coverds
danton with the glock since you got the thunder
stanwill b-tch i’m the goat did i stutter?
i would hate too if i was you i couldn’t (?)
kenzel i on the t, i can see all
courtesy of punches i be living for the free ball
drawls 20 plus what the f-ck is a free ball?
i-94 in the beam, b-tch i’m styling
looking for the punch (?) sike nah i’m jabbing
no witness when i hit the set i be grabbing
“can i get the sauce?” yeah if you slay a dragon
dumb-ss

- shitty boyz lyrics

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