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the deadly youngan - call of duty lyrics

[verse]
call a opp invite him to a deathmatch like this call of duty
draco thirty five but b+tch im twelve still riding with this toolie
don’t make me call lil fooly grab the fooly then we act a fooly
riding with this drac hit ya maduli boy we a f+cking bully
my pops know what i’m on he know i’ll hit a n+gga dome
we make yo body fall we tryna hit a n+gga with this chrome
f+ck n+gga yo ass look dumb as f+ck yelling on a phone
b+tch it’s redrum i catch yo f+ck ass and hit you in yo dome
ion really do no interviews with that police ass n+gga vlad
n+gga crying bout his brother know that p+ssy n+gga sad
we done calmed down on the opps know them p+ssy n+ggas glad
we be k!lling so many opps never subtract b+tch we just add
we don’t try to find a way in we shoot through the door
you a hoe try to f+ck with mе ya brains is on the floor
hope you know my diamonds ain’t glorilla but in the night thеy glow
murder sh+t drive threw boom b+tch we knock off every hoe
he dead n+gga for what he said n+gga he up in bed n+gga
like f+ck the feds n+gga them n+ggas snitching for a dead n+gga
it’s red n+gga them n+ggas fled with him they hit with led n+gga
these 4,5,s we come with glock nines boy take yo meds n+gga
you ain’t know k!ller you a rat come through i let this choppa splat
a n+gga play knock off his hat don’t call the cops it’s switch attack
his ass can’t run that n+gga fat f+ck yo dead homies b+tch it’s that
f+ck that dead ass crying ass n+gga you can’t get him back
we had shot that n+gga left that n+gga with no eye
how the f+ck is you a gangster but you let yo homie die
send yo b+tch ass up with jesus b+tch how is it in the sky
f+ck im off that adderall i’m tryna knock you like a fly
ask that goofy n+gga why he up in heaven with them birds
like why the f+ck am i so high i can barely say my words
that n+gga soft like a fry he dying first up in a purge
them n+ggas cherries in a pie them n+ggas bet not try to lurk
how the f+ck you call yo self a f+cking gangster but you hide
why the f+ck you playing with my f+cking top wash you like tide
stop f+cking playing with me choppas laying with me pick sides
last f+ck n+gga that tried to play with me that p+ssy n+gga died

- the deadly youngan lyrics

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