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terintino - neva had lyrics

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(gang sh-t, glo gang or no gang)
(you know how we b-mmin, gang sh-t only)
(you know how we rockin’)
(gambino, meat roll)

[hook x2: terintino]
tweakin’, stuntin’, flexin’, ballin’ cause i ain’t never had nothin’
got the p’s for the thirty-two, come and buy somethin’
b-tch i’m with the whole glo gang come a try somethin’
got paper cuts all on my hand from countin’ all these hundun’s

[verse 1: terintino]
b-tch i’m meat roll, check the peep hole
mr trappin’ out the foreign with like three poles
mr run up in your trap for like ten bowl’s
b-tch i’m comin’ with the gang, we like ten swole
i be flexin’ on em, they like hold on
i got too many b-tches, i got two phones
and my house, is like two homes
walk inside, forgot i’m not at the mall
i got thots by the boat load
a bunch of freaky b-tches with no clothes on
b-tch i’m flexin now, your boyfriend old news
i got bad b-tches, but i’m so rude

[hook x2: terintino]
tweakin’, stuntin’, flexin’, ballin’ cause i ain’t never had nothin’
got the p’s for the thirty-two, come and buy somethin’
b-tch i’m with the whole glo gang come a try somethin’
got paper cuts all on my hand from countin’ all these hundun’s

[verse 2: lil flash]
got valentino’s, b-tches doing dino’s (valentino’s)
i’m smoking b-o, and got my meat roll (that dough)
try to take these hundo’s little boy that’s a nino
guapanese my lingo, guap in my louis peacoat
you know i ball like free-throw’s, and i hit the three hoe (swish)
i’m high as f-ck b-tch but keep it on the d-low (on the low though)
can’t f-ck with that rico, it’s just me a bino (gambino)
and he off xino, he said he smokin’ xeco
got maison margiella’s on my feet
i walk out smellin’ like a pack
smokin’ on pack up in this vette
sosa pop em in his neck
i’m leanin’ off this little -ss four
i don’t even know where the f-ck i’m at
finna hop in this two-door
h-ll nah ain’t no lookin’ back

[hook x2: terintino]
tweakin’, stuntin’, flexin’, ballin’ cause i ain’t never had nothin’
got the p’s for the thirty-two, come and buy somethin’
b-tch i’m with the whole glo gang come a try somethin’
got paper cuts all on my hand from countin’ all these hundun’s



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