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trenchkidd flame - took his bitch lyrics

[intro]
(tay keith, f+ck these n+ggas up!)

[chorus]
i said i was done, but, b+tch, i’m back, back with a glock and a whole lotta racks
n+ggas be talkin’ that sh+t on the net, see ’em in person, they don’t wanna act
he tried to run, we filled up his back, now his dumbass layin’ out flat
b+tch, i’m dripped in amiri and prada, this ain’t no regular sh+t, it’s a fact
what the f+ck you thought? n+gga, i been him, ain’t never been broke, ain’t never been wack
run up my check, f+ck on his ex, she gave me the throat while he blow up her text
b+tch, i’m outside, i don’t hide, play if you want, you gon’ see how i step
it was me and my dawg all summer, runnin’ through hoes, ain’t never regrеt

[verse]
let that switch off, brrt, brrt, this b+tch sound like it glitchin’
b+tch, i’m back from the dеad, y’all done woke up a demon, now all y’all some victims
i’m in the stu’ geeked up off a jigga, turn that b+tch up, i ain’t doin’ no chillin’
still keep a glock, ain’t throwin’ no fists, f+ck all that boxin’, this ain’t no scrimmage
p+ssy+ass n+ggas keep talkin’ ’bout smoke, i’ma make sure that sh+t get lit
hoes keep lyin’ like they my b+tch, b+tch, you ain’t never even touched my d+ck
and these n+ggas keep thinkin’ i’m sweet ’cause i smile, but i got more shots than a bar
we tryna get rich and buy out the block, i ain’t tryna be broke like before
huh, switched my line up, changed my number, too many opps, too many hoes
i was movin’ too loose, had to get it in check, had to cut off some fake+ass bros
f+ck a diss, we just pull up and hit, ain’t no talkin’, we up in the score
if a n+gga want smoke, we bringin’ the pressure, i ain’t duckin’, b+tch, i want more
uh, b+tch, i been slidin’, ain’t never been hidin’, you n+ggas be cappin’ for clout
talk on the net, but ain’t never do sh+t, we catch him in person, he runnin’ his mouth
i ain’t even gotta say too much, just know that we sendin’ them shots
if he miss, then he lucky as f+ck, spin back, make sure that he drop
[chorus]
i said i was done, but, b+tch, i’m back, back with a glock and a whole lotta racks
n+ggas be talkin’ that sh+t on the net, see ’em in person, they don’t wanna act
he tried to run, we filled up his back, now his dumbass layin’ out flat
b+tch, i’m dripped in amiri and prada, this ain’t no regular sh+t, it’s a fact
what the f+ck you thought? n+gga, i been him, ain’t never been broke, ain’t never been wack
run up my check, f+ck on his ex, she gave me the throat while he blow up her text
b+tch, i’m outside, i don’t hide, play if you want, you gon’ see how i step
it was me and my dawg all summer, runnin’ through hoes, ain’t never regret

[outro]
b+tch, i’m back, n+gga, yeah, i’m back, n+gga
try to play, get whacked, n+gga, big ass glock gon’ clap, n+gga
we don’t do no cap, n+gga, spin your block and attack, n+gga
yeah, yeah, we spin your block and attack, n+gga

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