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smokecamp chino – fuck you lyrics

[verse]
boy that ain’t yo b-tch, you ain’t on sh-t
and i can’t wait to paint yo sh-t, i ain’t gon miss
and lil n-gga f-ck yo buzz, yo -ss ain’t tough
yo whole face will get ripped up, b-tch don’t slip up
n-ggas let the fans on me, y’all boys gon see
how we really drop top sh-t, we chop opps b-tch
yea n-gga f-ck yo gun, f-ck yo son
blow yo whole torso off, like f-ck yo lucnh
p-ssy n-gga f-ck yo songs, f-ck yo bands
we gon send yo -ss right with em, f-ck yo mans
you gon make me lay in yo gr-ss, a k on yo -ss
leave a n-gga right in his yard and skate on his -ss
and we got that m4 n-gga, extendo n-gga
i was taught to fear no n-gga, tear hoe n-ggas
blow a n-gga whole top off, don’t get dropped off
n-gga get yo sh-t chopped up when sh-t pop off
25 chops in the stash, i’m coppin’ em fast
let me know who sellin’ that sh-t i’m deadly with this
yea n-gga f-ck yo chain, take yo sh-t
go and stick yo neck out the window, break that b-tch
yea n-gga f-ck yo car, we flip that sh-t
automatic chop hit his chest and rip that b-tch
yea n-gga f-ck my l’s, i’m still strapped up
go and pick his soft -ss up, his grill clapped up
i was never scared of no danger, i handled that sh-t
yea n-gga f-ck yo demon, dismantle that b-tch
yea n-gga f-ck yo cl!ck, f-ck yo sticks
hit her -ss with clean 16, f-ck yo b-tch
p-ssy n-gga f-ck yo street, f-ck yo beef
pistol hit him right in his grill, f-ck yo t–th
we wolves, we’ll eat you n-ggas, sweep you n-ggas
m16 fire off shots, you see through n-gga

- smokecamp chino lyrics

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