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soduh - bad views lyrics

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[intro]
ain’t gotta worry ’bout uncle sam ’cause the f-ckin’ trap pay me
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
ayy, young s-o-s-o sh-t man, i’m on soso sh-t man, i already told, ayy, ayy
i already told, ayy, what it is man?
ayy, ayy

[verse]
i ran up twenty bands f-ckin’ with them north east n-ggas
she wanna hold my hand, she watchin’ how i treat these figures
big t-ts, fat -ss, i’ma beat that figure
d-mn homie, you ain’t f-ck yet ’cause you a cheap -ss n-gga
you take my swag from yesterday but you can keep that n-gga
you stealin’ splash, what you thought i didn’t peep that n-gga?
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
anty noddin’ off the lean, he’s a sleep -ss n-gga
the clip a ruler, it’s gon’ size him up and teach that n-gga
now he dead man, get him out the street my n-gga
this corner mine, take that bullsh-t up the street my n-gga
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
i ain’t never shot a n-gga i ain’t had to
and ask my teachers, they gon’ tell you i was bad news
in dallas with a f-ckin’ bag, wesley matthews
man i go loco, i go nuts, i go cashews
and growin’ up my brother always told me cash rules
like a cell facin’ the wall, i had bad views
whoa whoa whoa, stop that sh-t man
like a cell facin’ a wall man i had bad views man

[chorus]
ayy my daddy always loco, mom always crazy
skippin’ all the cracks, soso wasn’t a crack baby
skippin’ all my cl-ss, straight straight to the trap baby, ayy
mama on my -ss, tryna get to this bag baby, ayy
stuff my f-ckin’ face like a f-ckin’ fat lady
ain’t gotta worry ’bout uncle sam ’cause the f-ckin’ trap pay me
takin’ pics over and over, think my f-ckin’ eye lazy
she keep sneakin’ through my phone like a csi lady
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
soso, s-o-s-o, six four hundred, ayy
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
ayy, ayy, ayy yo, ayy i’m reloading

[bridge]
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
ayy, bon apet-t, and her thumbs on my feet
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
ayy, hundred when i creep and a mask when i creep
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
splash splash when i creep, blatt blatt and i deep
forty eat that n-gga, thirty-eight beat that n-gga
ayy ridin’ with the heat, ridin’ ’round with that heat, yeah

[chorus]
ayy my daddy always loco, mom always crazy
skippin’ all the cracks, soso wasn’t a crack baby
skippin’ all my cl-ss, straight straight to the trap baby, ayy
mama on my -ss, tryna get to this bag baby, ayy
stuff my f-ckin’ face like a f-ckin’ fat lady
ain’t gotta worry ’bout uncle sam ’cause the f-ckin’ trap pay me
takin’ pics over and over, think my f-ckin’ eye lazy
she keep sneakin’ through my phone like a csi lady
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby
i’ma f-ckin’ grind
i’ma keep gettin’ it on my own, i’ma f-ckin’ grind baby



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