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wraphiba - we outside! lyrics

astrmani:
n+ggas be talkin that sh+t on me
but they get silent as soon as i’m bringing the bag out
that n+gga said he want smoke but he saw me in real life
on god he was pulling a flag out
spinning his block got a young n+gga dizzy
but i am not tired b+tch i do not tap out
that n+gga said he was bout it that n+gga a goofy
on god i was pulling my cap out

calling my verses trash okay lil n+gga let’s turn on yo music
oh wait that sh+t doodoo
honestly n+gga i don’t want yo b+tch
but i’m all in her head like a n+gga do voodoo
762 and a glock on my hip i might k!ll that lil n+gga
and put it on youtube
i’m in the whip going fast as a b+tch
so this glock boutta pair to my hip like a bluetooth

wraphiba:
posted outside with that fake ass bl!ck
got the painted tip, sh+t be shootin’ out bebes
bad ass b+tch with an of link, and a bf
n+gga get played like a cd
tell that lil boy to stop f+ckin’ wit me
cuz this sh+t can get tragic, he talk thru a ouija
talk out his neck, hе won’t run me my ones
lemmе catch his ass duckin, it ain’t gon be pg
like punchmade dev, imma scam a r+t+rded b+tch
f+ck is he gonna do n+gga?
blade on my hip in case a n+gga gon test me
i keep it concealed like i’m zamasu, n+gga
yeah like red light, dead by daylight, caught with the beam, just know that you done, lil n+gga
boy better go on (gohan) before his ass catch a masenko
sending his ass to sun lil n+gga

n+ggas be all on my d+ck like some trends
keep a small circle, don’t need many friends
i need some relief, i ain’t poppin no xans
he sucking my d+ck wit no hands
why in the f+ck is you talking that sh+t but you ain’t in the field?
n+gga posted up high in the stands
steady collectin the bands, i’m tryna see em
i’m tryna get to the yams

astrmani:
b+tch, i’m tryna get to the bread
and i’m still going up n+gga, f+ck what you said
i got hallow tips up in my muhf+ckin mag
better watch what you say ‘fore i knock off yo head
got a bad lil b+tch tryna f+ck wit me
i ain’t even say sh+t, but that b+tch still in my bed
how you a trap n+gga, you a cornball tryna tell n+ggas
when you fight you see red

- wraphiba lyrics

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