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terror g - no days off lyrics

[intro]
bow
bang bang bang bang bang
tg in this b+tch n+gga lets get it
gang
bang bang bang bang bang
bow
f+ck the opps
spot me a grape

[verse 1: terror g]
b+tch this big glock will take your face off
do a hit then we race off
in the trap ain’t no days off
hop out spot a grape and watch him take off
acting like he hard but he straight soft
pistol to his mouth now he can’t talk
elzo sit him down now he can’t walk
blocked all her pages so she can’t stalk
n+ggas know to the bag i’m running
try to rob me lil n+gga you buggin
[?] hotter than a oven
when i up this b+tch let go like a [?]
come through we gon clear the whole function
in the interrogation n+gga i don’t remember nothing
a lot of n+ggas get in there hеart pump first five minutes crying then hе telling out discussions
[verse 2: elzo bandz]
boy you better watch your body
or save that for your funeral
in the trap serving that sh+t beautiful
it’s crazy what a .45 sh+ll do to you
and i got lil bros tryna earn stain
don’t make them earn it off your name
[?] trap built like propane
head shots to his dreads [?]
and look back [?] twist of cocaine
opps got a toothbrush with no aim
f+cking with a shark can’t n0body tame
lil brodie ain’t got n0body to blame
f+ck we ain’t gon up it ain’t no discussion
i’m tryna make blueberry m+ffins
in the party i’m bussin
ain’t going for nothing i’ll f+ck around shoot at my cousin
yo who that why he clutchin?
i don’t know but this lil n+gga buggin (die grape)
he bout to catch him a 4 piece nugget
bout to catch him a 4 piece nugget
if the house burn down i’m taking off
f+ck a 3 with a 1 i’ll take the loss
boy it’s over [?] on my shoulders

[verse 3: terror g]
run up on a opp put this sh+t to his top
now we one up on the scoreboard
we be flipping through blocks
if we spot him he shot
why the f+ck he try to run for it
we don’t f+ck with the cops since my brother got locked
b+tch i’m the plug like extension cord
b+tch you ready or not when we hop out with glocks
we tryna send a n+gga to the lord
b+tch you don’t got designer but say that you proud of a n+gga
thats just a lil overboard
don’t reach cause it’s over for it
if we slide through going they know its over for it
if we spot him we got him then we gon get him
[?] beam so i’m gon hit him
hollow tips in this clip so its gon split him
paramedics on the scene they gon have to zip him
[verse 4: elzo bandz]
there he go right there i spot him i got him
theres 30 in this .40 if i miss i got problems
but this .40 is my soul i hit fathers and daughter
i don’t show no motherf+cking sorrow
i pull up make em move no horrow
got extra clips to make a scene
got a glock and it came with a beam
big .45 can’t fit in the jeans
pull on a n+gga block now them n+ggas got wings
at your top with bro and nem
if i pull up on your block i’m soarin
and it’s still free [?] and troub my n+ggas [?]

[outro:elzo bandz]
gang
gang
gang
mr. stay with the f+cking bl!cky man

- terror g lyrics

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