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why g, zach808 & streameum - neatstyle lyrics

[intro]
(zach808)
yeah, uh

[verse]
how you uppin’ your gun just to miss? (dummy)
i might call him cement ’cause he bricked (bricked)
why you not walkin’ up? you a b+tch (b+tch)
i blow candles out then make a wish
i don’t dance in the club i just wave my wrist (wave it)
b+tches like “how much you pay for this?” (how much?)
she wanna f+ck, she on a waitin’ list (waitin’)
put that beef in the oven, i’m bakin’ it (bakin’)
and the side of the pyrex, i’m scr+pin’ it (scr+pe)
free my bros, i wish they could escape
pour up lean inside of crush grape (lean)
m16, clip got a square shape (brrt)
yellow tape (yellow)
that boy got flipped on tape (no cap)
drum on the gun, andre (andre)
put a switch on thе back and let it spray (grrt)
if you’re gonna drill make surе that you get away (make sure)
if i’m in the park, i never came to play (nope)
my shooter caught a body the other day (the other day)
never cut his hair, he went and got some braids (yep)
these not regular shades, they’re cartier (cartis)
i won’t f+ck that b+tch, i might f+ck her face (f+ck it)
tell the plug, put the birds in the brief case (brief)
and this snubbed 38 leavin’ no trace (baow)
and these b+tches, they hungry, love goin’ on dates (hungry)
don’t really feel safe with no gun on my waist (yep)
i’m racist but f+ck a b+tch in every race ([?])
i drop and his head’ll crack just like a vase (break open)
these n+ggas not crazy, their weed is just laced (laced)
keep it on me, i could never get chased (i can’t)
run up on me, i’ma lift you to sp+ce (glah)
gotta pray sometimes and give god thanks (thank you)
bulletproof escalade, it’s like a tank ([?])
i bet when i go, i go out with a bang (bang)
and he got no aim, he must be shootin’ blanks (blanks)
only f+cked her ’cause she had some drank (drank)
i bet i won’t see a opp beside the bank (i won’t)
my b+tch drippin’ alexander w+ng (w+ng)
if you ain’t gettin’ money, no, you can’t hang (no)
they watchin’ my drip and they copy my slang (slang)
uh, these n+ggas behind [?]
i step on a n+gga like ants (like ants)
i get so close that he ain’t have no chance
these n+ggas so broke, can’t show me a band (they’re broke)
there better be somethin’ in it when you hold out your hand (somethin’)
if i bun your skin, you get more than a tan (bun it up)
if he survive, i bet he can’t even stand (yeah)
i can’t even dunk but this glizzy it slams (slams, lah)
racks, rickidies, taller than [?] (lah)
switchy, it sound like a fan
your b+tch ugly, she look like a man (ugly)
your b+tch, she got no br++sts in her tank top (none)
i pour up lean in a can of pop (lean)
it’s a one stop shop in my trap spot (one)
got a very cold neck but my head hot (hot)
i just hold the trigger down ’til the gun stops (grrt)

- why g zach808 streameum lyrics

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