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sloppy forever - sloppy forever lyrics

[verse 1: ap]
running on this track, playin’ running back
y’all tryna get up on like a mothaf-ckin’ sack
back up to the top, who tryna get the work
pull up with ghost writers you know who’s gettin’ merked
imma do my thing, and i’m still the f-ckin’ king
talk down on me and you’ll meet me in the ring
rocking with my team, and we all chasing dreams
don’t talk to me or my little brother bean

[verse 2: lil tom]
she gone give me brain, run a f-ckin’ train
when she tryna f-ck she gotta pull up to the states
f-ckin’ on a thotty cause she got the f-ckin’ cake
nut up on her face, not tryna catch a case
gimme a f-ckin break, stop lookin’ up to drake
stay up in yo lane, get out like david blaine
pull up on yo shotty and i make her booty ache (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 3: yung tribeca]
had to hop on the beat, check my feet
lookin’ too clean, rolled off a bean (ayy)
she given face, say you got weed
that shit is laced, touch me you bleed
than lose the case, b-tch move…
y’all better brace
say i won’t shoot, y’all still be lame
she say i’m cute, b-tch i am brute
dash in the whip, mans is a fruit
smokin’ on boof

[verse 4: ishboy]
boutta start this kamikaze, if you try me you’ll get bodied
got a thick little thottie, b-tch go run home to your mommy
pull up with the mob, we gon catch you in your sleep
goin in, b-tch we lit, countin’ all my f-ckin bands and shit
making my way to the top and i’m never gonna stop
if you run up on gang you finna get popped
i’m tryna get bands get ice on my hands
you ain’t in my plans but you’re gonna be a fan (ayy, ayy)
try and test me
when i pull up on yo block
your b-tch f-ck up on me

[verse 5: bean head-ss]
going on a trip, favorite rocket ship
hoe why you trip, looking at this drip
looking like a lil b-tch sucking on this d-ck
whipping in the whip, whipping on yo b-tch
steady in the studio, taking all these licks
move out the way, f-ck out the way
lil b-tch move, unless i get the pay
lemme see a nip
lemme drop a nut
lemme bust it up
lick it with your tongue, yeah she give dumb
by dumb i mean head
imma get this bread, now i’m feeling dead
by dead i mean -ss, -ss f-cking thick
but sometimes my homies, hop on this…

[outro: yung tribeca, ishboy]
that’s g-y
that’s mad g-y yo

- sloppy forever lyrics

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