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young $age - $teppas lyrics

[intro]
walk up—f+ck n+gga, blow his top off
motherf+ckers don’t wanna see sage in the chop shop
n+ggas talkin’ too much—we shoot him in his matta
all you n+ggas suck! now i’m finna pop off
[verse 1]
you don’t really wanna get into it
look at the way that i’m movin’, you can tell that i rock sh+t
i ain’t had to spit like this
since the last time i dropped pop sh+t
your son’s a bum, he plays with guns for fun
n+gga, run, ‘cause here i come—45 triggers
hollow tips burn like the sun when they hit ya
ice on my neck so cold, i get shivers
n+ggas not f+ckin’ with me, that’s on the four
you not f+ckin’ with the og’s, i’m talkin’ ghost
feelin’ the rhythm of the beat from head to toe
ain’t no competition in the o
[verse 2]
face it—you n+ggas basic, when bass hit
young sage not a motherf+cker you can play wit’
cake b+tch—you sweet like a pastry
see through the bullsh+t—like the matrix
red pill or blue pill, it don’t matter
like a pastor, gotta teach all you b+st+rds
walk up, you get tossed up, call for backup
ayy, zeno, these n+ggas sweet—put your mask up
f+ck n+ggas talkin’, we finna get busy
don’t say you gang if you not f+ckin’ wit’ me
cap automatic, you talkin’ too semi
send you to zeno, that n+gga get busy
[verse 3] (anime / rage bars)
that .223’ll make a n+gga lose focus
hit you with that full counter—meliodas
this .45 do n+ggas dirty and bogus
now n+ggas disappearin’—hocus pocus
someone call a doctor—my n+ggas do walk+ups
doctor, will he survive? that’s a toss+up
shoulda never been playin’ on the internet
bet his stupid ass ain’t know we do pop+ups
closed casket—you can’t see his body
and i f+cked his b+tch, ‘cause that hoe a thotty
i say all of this so you remember, godly—
i’m a demigod, in a different body

- young age lyrics

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