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shittyboyz - pedal pushin lyrics

[intro: stanwill]
(getta beats)
gang’ll shoot you up, ain’t none my n+ggas civil
yeah, b+tch

[verse 1: stanwill]
gang’ll shoot you up, ain’t none my n+ggas civil
i be up before them roosters, boy, yo chicken little
sn+tched this kitty off the lot, won’t catch me in no rental
she let me in her jeans like dna ’cause chicken in my denims

[verse 2: babytron]
i ain’t beefing, see an opp and beat him like an instrumental
hunnid puppies sitting in the kitchen, d+mn, this b+tch a kennel
sliding in the demon, bet they hear it when i hit the pedal
diamonds on my neck, buffs on and my wrist a bеzel
[verse 3: trdee]
if the money calling, i’ma push thе pedal
up the stick, now it’s a dot on him, gave him a freckle
f+cked his b+tch, had him sick as f+ck and kicking pebbles
i’m a busy man, i’ll let you know if you fit in my schedule

[verse 4: stanwill]
unky wasted off the juice, this double coffee cup got wocky
yo b+tch see what’s in my bank account, i bet she f+ck me probably
all our heads be wrapped up in designer when i’m up with akhi
skate around with sticks like gretzky, none my n+ggas f+ck with hockey

[verse 5: babytron]
said she want a perky thang, i’m finna get one from my auntie
seven lines of wocky in my body, i’m a f+cking zombie
stepping on my toes, i wouldn’t do it, shooter up some bodies
finna drop a hunnid on your block, boy, try to come and stop m

[verse 6: trdee]
knew that we would blow, it wasn’t no if’s or probably
i ain’t finna play, boy, do i look like carti?
thick yellow bone, she my lil’ ari’
we gon’ turn it up, we pull up to the opposition party

[verse 7: stanwill]
my b+tch rocking heron preston, she look just like demi in it
bro got morton’s in his solo cup, it ain’t no remy in it
hutchy threw a pool up on my neck, got b+tches skinny dipping
you like mr. krabs, say you got sauce but you be penny+pinching
[verse 8: babytron]
f+ck a scat pack, watch the ‘cat scratch
f+ck a flashback, b+tch, i’m past that
gelato cookie, fly it in, ain’t seen a bad batch
hunnid ball in my backpack, you can’t match racks

[verse 9: trdee]
your punch couldn’t even clear your card, we call that lightweight
it just turn me up, i kinda like the hate
cut a couple people off, i had to amputate
you ain’t know these b+tches hold you if you ain’t got you some pape’?

[verse 10: stanwill]
i can’t pass lil’ bro the glock, he just wanna rob somebody
yo b+tch heard big $hitter, now she just wanna ride in the mase’
look like we the taliban but i’m just sliding with akhi
out in miami, i’m f+cking the baddest hoes, they keep saying, “buy me a body”

[verse 11: babytron]
riding ’round like i’m megatron, catch me decepticoning
if it’s up then, b+tch, it’s on the floor, can catch me stepping on it
out in atl, got fifty on me up in lennox shopping
paperwork good, the play green, i bet the check deposit

[verse 12: trdee]
this b+tch so bad, only right we riding ’round in a foreign
how the f+ck is you balling? boy, your ass ain’t scoring
when we done, i punt the b+tch like randy orton
they wanna k!ll yo baby just like an abortion
[outro: trdee]
sh+ttyboyz

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