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velow - laughed to myself lyrics

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tough luck for a n-gga tryna rob me
im a hot head n-gga why stop me?
i stay by myself and my uh-uh
can’t let a n-gga k!ll me sorry

fake -ss fake t-ts she a barbie
hoe i’m busy getting money don’t call me
young n-gga i was tryna sell pounds i had to start with an o like omari

he don’t respect me
make him respect me
no pressure ill slide when im ready
said i won’t drop it i told him to bet me
i dropped a bag on his head now he dead meat

i hit your girl you can ask cut she let me
i bust a nut and it got on your bedsheet
i lose my mind when im mad don’t upset me
i cross the border no charges prevent me

haha

you hit a l1ck cause you thought it was cool
i hit a l1ck i ain’t tell no one bout it, just ran up my money and dropped out of school

haha

sorry not sorry can’t f-ck with no sorry hoe
i collect chips on the road like im mario
shooter retired he got the most bodies tho

in the pot where my hands be knees where my pants be
agent trying to book me but the cops tryna ban me
glock in my f-nny
trip to miami
my hoes see me ball they wanna stunt like they daddy

ouu

big bro don’t do know typing he gon shoot
ya im guilty but the cops don’t got a clue
2 weeks later at the function on the news
i shook the mayors hand and laughed to myself

coolin it
if i’m in da sprinter the crew in it
if i see a op i’m loosing it
ain’t gonna lie when i’m high i do stupid sh-t

dat n-gga ran off his block
tryna find a new hood he a fugitive
i lose my mind out of no where
dont look deep in my eyes im a lunatic

she like the gold on my t–th
she say i’m too real i agree
b-tch i always get my revenge
i’m a hard n-gga to beat

i’m in the trap wit a hoe
and she wanna suck me to sleep
i try not to be disrespectful
but b-tch you annoying me leave

i heard they was lookin for me i ain’t hiding i’m still posted up at the same spot
if we get the drop on his -ss the last thing he gone see is a glock wit red dot
that boy been hoe for forever he ain’t really crazy he just like to talk lots
heard my n-gga aimed for his leg but his -ss tried to duck and got hit wit a head shot

in the pot where my hands be knees where my pants be
agent trying to book me but the cops tryna ban me
glock in my f-nny
trip to miami
my hoes see me ball they wanna stunt like they daddy
ohh
big bro don’t do know typing he gon shoot
ya im guilty but the cops don’t got a clue
2 weeks later at the function on the news
i shook the mayors hand and laughed to myself

haha haha haha haha haha haha haha haha haha haha haha haha

i shook the mayors hand and laughed to myself

- velow lyrics

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