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tay 600 - we ball lyrics

[intro]
you know…
i don’t even do no muh’f-ckin’ remixes, man, you know?
but you know what i had to do this one

[verse]
talking all that savage sh-t
lil boy, you not a vulture
made yo bm suck my d-ck, i did it for the culture
always stood straight on my ten, i always been a soldier
a f-ck n-gg- step to me—nah, ain’t no rollin’ over
you was laid up with that b-tch, she rolled me like a coaster
stretch him, leave him in a ditch or put him on a poster
i was gon’ keep it lowkey, at least that’s what i told her
but you steady tweaking, so you know i’m gon’ expose her
shoot his crib up, make him move out
better take a new route
catch me out here double-breasted
run up, i got two out
you did that remix with my cousin, tryna get some new clout
all that sh-t gon’ make me do is make me bring the coupe out
clown -ss n-gg-s buying chains
why you ain’t go get zoo out?
’cause he the one who kept you safe, you not built for the shootouts
that p-ssy hiding in atlanta, heard he got a new house
booka riding so much d-ck, lil durk must be his new spouse
if i see one of you n-gg-s, i’m doing you bad
otf really stands for only the f-gs
durk, you be doing geechie sh-t
you get f-cked in the -ss
we heard about that freaky sh-t that you done in the past
had a talk with bell-d, we gon’ ball on ’em
catch ’em lacking in the streets, bullets fall on ’em
i heard it’s money on my head, i hope they all on it
’cause all these glocks ain’t got no bodies, i put y’all on it
keep my d-ck up out yo mouth
man, that sh-t so simple
i was gon’ say, “f-ck you n-gg-s!”
that sh-t out the window
a n-gg- playing with my name, he get popped like a pimple
that sh-t posted made no sense
f-ck sh-t you should rekindle
lil dee don’t really wanna beef, seen the look in his eyes
i been knew he’ll switch for clout, so i wasn’t surprised
my cousins b-tches
if they tweak, they gon’ meet they demise
you gotta watch out for these n-gg-s, they snakes in disguise
you gon’ put paperwork out, make sure that sh-t official
three gun cases
you a b-tch, this n-gg- soft as tissue
that’s why everytime you in chiraq a hunnid n-gg-s with you
’cause if a n-gg- see you out here, it’s gon’ be a issue
coming up, i had my pistol, i wasn’t out here hustling
catch a opp, i’m sending missiles, i wasn’t out here bluffing
you thought that you was doing something when you cuff my cousins
but just like yo other homies, they still broke and struggling
all that for nothing
out here fronting ’cause you bm bussing
catch him, slump him, i’ma drum him
call me andre drummond
didn’t wanna f-ck her, but it’s funny, we still end up f-cking
want me to cuff her, get her pregnant, tried to take my rubber
i’m in the gutter with them glizzies, crazy motherf-ckers
and if my brothers catch a body, we k!ll for each other
you spreading rumors that i’m lying and i never f-cked her
and just like her, i watch her merch it, put it on her mother, sucker

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