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wubz - you won't respawn lyrics

[intro]
wubz, you k!lled this sh-t my boy
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[chorus]
balmain jeans, iced out wrist
take yo b-tch with my iphone 6
f-ck with the gang, i got the stick
with the drum money, it go bli bli bli
aye, f-ck with a n-gga, f-ck with a n-gga, what
he gon’ die from a n-gga, die from a n-gga, yeah
aye, f-ck with a n-gga, f-ck with a n-gga, what
he gon’ die from a n-gga, die from a n-gga, yeah

[verse 1]
flexin’, move on to the next b-tch
two glocks, two hands ambidextrous
iced out, bust down on my necklace
talk sh-t, but we finna get wreckless
stackin’ my chips, loadin’ the clip
roll down the window and shoot out the whip
roll it back up, don’t give a f-ck
my ex told me back n-gga, ain’t that sh-t rough
you ain’t with the sh-t cuz you b-tch made
yeah i’m in the cut, like a switchblade
steal sh-t, and shoot n-ggas look d-way
shoot off yo sides, like a dry fade

[verse 2]
i’m with the gang, we not lackin’
they think that i’m thanos, i’m not snappin’
b-tch, i am a demon, i’m not cappin’
i’ll shoot up the block, now we laughin’
they think imma die, i got the strap
orbital visa, i look at the map
f-ck on the thottie i met on the snap
i just want the neck, so i’m [?] the tap

[outro]
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