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splurge - on instagram lyrics

[intro]
ayy, let me hear that ho jeff
yeah, yeah, beat by jeff
ooh, ooh, bust down b-tches on the way right now n-gga
and i’m on instagram live right now
hah, i’m talkin’ that sh-t b-tch
you heard n-gga, no melody sh-t n-gga
f-ck that sh-t, go

[verse]
we got them choppers that blow like a fan
go to the show and then f-ck on a fan
i was tryna perform, she was grabbin’ my pants
she spazzed soon as she seen these bands
we come where you stay and start clappin’ like hands
f-ck you and skate like i’m wearin’ some vans
i broke her feelings, she went on a rant
i’m a big dog, boy you look like an ant
i see a bad b-tch, i’m shootin’ my shot
i see a f-ck n-gga, i’m shootin’ this glock
my youngins they thuggin’, bandanas like pac
we stand like a picture but you can get cropped
b-tch i got money like diddy
ar-15 make a movie and get jiggy
i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches, these b-tches ain’t benji
she suckin’ my d-ck, she ain’t leavin’ no hickies
y’all take this rap sh-t way too serious
stop on that b-tch, lil’ boy on his period
you seen me and yani, ain’t do nothin’ period
do you really got money? i’m curious
yeah, i know how it feel to be broke
laugh at you n-ggas, y’all broke as a joke
i’m textin’ your b-tch, she lettin’ me poke
this not california but we got the smoke
friendly -ss n-gga, stop tryna ride the wave, yeah
you better go and get paid
it’s a whole lot of hoes gettin’ slayed, yeah
we twenty deep on the stage, yeah
addicting your ho, she stuck on my page
and i’m havin’ chips like lays
matter fact, i got a ho on the way
boy you a peon, i’m not finna fight you
father god, i send him right to you
she tryna f-ck ’cause she seen me on youtube
we let them bullets connect like a bluetooth
keep on your clothes, you just suckin’ d-ck
too many hoes, i feel like a pimp
n-gga can’t see me, i’m ridin’ through tint
we catch the opp then that car gettin’ spent
he pull out his pockets, he pull out some lint
i reach in my pocket and pull out a grip
yeah i’m disrespectful, i hit him with spit
these n-ggas poodles, we is some pits
yeah i’m with sensei
if we don’t hit him, the bullets gon’ ricochet
her name on the lease, her name a [?]
p-ssy -ss n-ggas be hatin’ these days
these n-ggas peons
i’m catchin’ plays, i feel like deion
my ice got peed on
these rap -ss n-ggas, they love when the beat on
he mad ’cause his b-tch got me as her ringtone
come to your crib with them sticks like ding dong
broke -ss b-tch, can’t pay for a ding dong
that b-tch keep comin’ back, we playin’ ping pong

[outro]
ooh, hit her so many times, yeah
gang sh-t, n-gga
haha, yeah, yeah
n-gga you not the plug, you just the plug’s cousin, hah
stop postin’ his weed and sh-t, lame -ss n-gga
stop postin’ your daddy guns, n-gga
free my daddy, on god n-gga
yeah, n-gga
tell your mama where you at when you leave the house n-gga
haha, gang sh-t, hahaha, yeah
let me hear that ho, on gang

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