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unaverage gang - silly boys lyrics

[t.r.i.p.]

i’m the h-llraiser and i came to take my throne got a bullet proof vest bullet holes breaking bones
you a b-tch n-gg-
better watch your f-ckin tone
i’m the devil and the reaper b-tch i came to take your soul

gang gang at you neck b-tch we coming with the semi tech
strapped with a 30, you be strapped with that p-ssy sh-t
acting like you hard and talk sh-t on the internet
that a f-ckin clue that in person that you sweetest kid

testing my demons destroying my enemies, y’all are not friends of me better not f-ck with me
talking that sh-t i be a bagging up bodies i’m coming for blood you can call it phlebotomy
yuh
on the verge of decapating they f-ckin throats
but i rather see them suffer from the sh-t that i wrote

[schizo]

bunch a p-ssy boys talkin all they f-gget sh-t
recognize my name when you f-ggets talkin mad sh-t
lil f-ck boys thinking they can rap now
i can drop addy since you dissin with your sacks out
heavy hitta gut splitta talk sh-t then f-ck with it
no games b-tch lames p-ssys i ain’t playin with em
back wit my cracked bat where these p-ssys at
run they f-ckin mouth but now they hiding like some p-ssy cats
mobbin with my gang b-tch just stay in lane
y’all are gettin when the motha f-ckin blood rains
i’ll sit back and i’ll laugh at your blood stains
i ain’t trippin b-tch i’m wit it i won’t mention names

[vague]

so both of y’all f-cked up
just f-cken run your gums b-tch and you talk tough
uav call your bluff, so why you back up?
keep f-cken pushin run the fade and truly test your luck
roll on thru and set’em up

depressin times, and a whole lot of pressure
you setting off my f-cken limits, and it’s too high to measure
it’s not measurin up, thinkin you sizin me up
b-tch you too scared of the stomp, why you still feedin the chump?

corny -ss little boys, be sendin shots
but always missin
still on this silly boy bullsh-t, will they ever finish?
always fishin for a hook, that’s why they stayed dissin
had no material left, they truly are t.r.i.p.’en

- unaverage gang lyrics

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