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sob x rbe - sacrifice (remix) lyrics

[intro]
h-lluva made this beat baby

[verse 1: yhung t.o.]
ayy brodie p-ss the heem, let me hit that
better keep a tight grip or get yo’ b-tch sn-tched
snuck this .40 in the club, can’t forget that
up the .40 on that n-gg- push yo’ sh-t back

[verse 2: daboii]
just put a 30 in my pole for that diss track
threw on the all white buffs, i feel like riff raff
and n-gg- just for talkin’ sh-t you in the sh-t bag
and p-ssy n-gg- wait your turn you need to sit back

[verse 3: slimmy b]
baby throw it back wit’ yo’ thick -ss
put that p-ssy in my face let me lick that
gotta hold the choppa tight, this b-tch kick back
if you ain’t runnin’ up yo’ bands, b-tch get back

[verse 4: yhung t.o.]
uhh n-gg- shut the f-ck up wit’ all that chit chat
i need 10 bands to get yo’ b-tch back
n-gg-s say they off the lot, we gon’ flip that
and b-tch it’s one up top ain’t no click clack

[verse 5: daboii]
b-tch stop askin’ bout the smoke ’cause b-tch we wit’ that
hit a n-gg- wit’ this glock and give ’em whiplash
and you can ask my mom dukes, b-tch i been bad
n-gg-s still rap about the bands that we been had

[verse 6: slimmy b]
i’ll send these choppa bullets at yo’ six pack
the type to spend it on a b-tch wit’ yo’ trick -ss
louis, fendi, gucci on me, mismatch
in the bay wit’ it, youngest n-gg-s wit’ cash
we gon’ drop a body if y’all drop locations
we don’t love these hoes, don’t cuff, don’t save ’em
i need my bands now, i am not patient
eyes h-lla low, i am not asian

[verse 7: yhung t.o.]
and i gotta keep that glock for n-gg-s tryna score me
catch you slippin’ wit’ your man’s then you get popped wit’ brodie
this a ar chop, this is not a .40
get yo’ dumb -ss popped just for speakin’ on me
how you wit’ that b-tch but she be wit’ brodie
wanna suck my d-ck and she don’t even know me
gotta keep it on me
you mom’s only kid we keep her lonely
these n-gg-‘s be phony
20 on my b-tch she keep a rollie

[verse 8: daboii]
ha b-tch, and we is not the same
i keep a strap on each hip when i rock the chains
i need the bands, need ’em fast, n-gg- ándale
p-ssy thought i was a lick n-gg- not today
catch a op without the strap, he’ll get socked the face
rockin’ by my lonely but keep guap wit’ me
and don’t put yo’ trust up in me .40 bound to spray
lil’ b-tch said she want the d-ck b-tch i’m a dial away

[verse 9: yhung t.o.]
lookin’ like a lick i got them bands on me
n-gg- you gon’ die you put yo’ hands on me
i got n-gg-s that’s gon’ slide, they in that land for me
had a promag on the glock it d-mn near jammed on me

[verse 10: slimmy b]
i ain’t worried ’bout no p-ssy n-gg- or no b-tch
you ain’t been in the field or on no skits
hit two cars wit’ this chop, they both gon’ flip
don’t love a b-tch, ’cause when you down these hoes gon’ switch

- sob x rbe lyrics

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