sob x rbe - paid in full lyrics
quez on the beat nig…
[verse 1: daboii]
hit it from the back, now it’s cream on my tee
remember fail in school, now it’s d’s in my teeth
stupid–ss n-gg-, you can’t be where i be
this a hundred dollar plate, you don’t eat how i eat
surfs up, all you n-gg-s tryna speak how i speak
want funk? slide down, i don’t read n-gg-‘s tweets
we ain’t paid in full, you don’t need n-gg-‘s beef
i don’t need you in my life, wanna leave, n-gg- leave
i ain’t livin’ life right, but i’m tryin’ to
broke n-gg- said he want the job, ain’t appliable
same n-gg-s said they had my back, ain’t reliable
bad b-tch takin’ this d-ck, ain’t deniable
b-tch, i be on a whole lot of gang sh-t
broke but you through, that’s a whole lot of lame sh-t
think sh-t a game, ’til his life get wasted
laughin’ out loud at them hoe’s ’cause they ain’t sh-t
ha, and they never will be
ain’t talkin’ bout a bag then i never will speak
leachin’ off your mans then you never will eat
n-gg-s whoopin’ in the air, so they never will think
ha, and that’s just so sad, .45 with a stick and a clip so fat
ol’ broke -ss n-gg- you don’t get no cash
catch a opp like i’m kobe, you don’t get no p-ss
i don’t need you for the job, you get no tax
serious, it’s h-lla fuss but you get no laugh
with a big -ss chop better hit those facts
before you n-gg-s want beef, n-gg- get more stacks
vvs h-t harder than a kimbo slap
how much for a show? yeah a big ol’ bag
heard it’s beef on the table, we been on that
new glock, with a drum with a big ol’ -ss
and i keep a side b-tch that bring no problems
sob x rbe we some known goblins
if it’s money on the floor, that’s a no option
really strictly only brother’s, b-tch no patnas
b-tch! you know how i rock n-gg-
and i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s who won’t pop n-gg-s
fast life not you? get a job n-gg-
ol’ corny -ss dork, you’s a cop n-gg-
everybody eats, dumb n-gg- it’s a picnic
f-ck a sneak diss, f-ck n-gg- be specific
f-ck sendin’ shots, n-gg- aim with precision
ps out of state for the high, i’ma ship it
p-ss me a beat, that’s on gang, i’ma rip it
hit me on snap, b-tch you can’t get the digits
switch every lane in the foreign, watch me kiss it
claim you on that field, lil’ n-gg- get to blitzin’
b-tch!
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