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young nooski - “wit that bitch shit” lyrics

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[intro]
(yuh—nocryy on the beat, b+tch!)
ayy, ayy
boom! boom!
p+ssy+ass opps keep postin’, but ain’t doin’ nothin’
b+tch, we still outside — what the f+ck y’all on?

[chorus]
you on that b+tch sh+t, hoe sh+t, run when the stick spit
catch that p+ssy lackin’, now his body in a ditch, b+tch
you ain’t never spun, never shot, just lip sh+t
talkin’ out your neck, now your homie got his wig split (boom!)
i be in that field with them k!llers, all we know is sin
he say he got beef, then we cook it — let the fire begin
ayy, f+ck your cousin, f+ck your dead mans, and f+ck your friends
talkin’ tough? we spin again, b+tch, we don’t do no makin’ amends

[verse]
snot+nosed jit, with a pole in my bookbag (b+tch!)
teacher said i’d die young — well, f+ck that
whole school know i’m strapped, i ain’t gotta act
you was cryin’ in the lunchroom, i was plottin’ with the mac (go!)
i seen my mama struggle, now i’m breakin’ doors
i was 10 servin’ rocks outside that corner store
now i’m 12, got a check, and this fn roar
got a drum on the stick — b+tch, this ain’t no metaphor (grrrt!)
i’m that youngin’ in the cut with a beam and rage
if he move wrong, then we puttin’ flowers on his page (boom!)
opps love talkin’, till they face get rearranged
this ain’t no game — get the f+ck up out my lane, b+tch
[bridge]
(yuh, yuh, yuh)
and i’m still yellin’ “free k” ‘til they free my dawg (free k!)
we was mask down, posted by that f+ckin’ wall (skrrt!)
he ain’t slide, he ain’t ride, he just cry and call
we let them .30s bark — b+tch, you know how we brawl

[chorus]
you on that b+tch sh+t, hoe sh+t, run when the stick spit
catch that p+ssy lackin’, now his body in a ditch, b+tch
you ain’t never spun, never shot, just lip sh+t
talkin’ out your neck, now your homie got his wig split (boom!)
i be in that field with them k!llers, all we know is sin
he say he got beef, then we cook it — let the fire begin
ayy, f+ck your cousin, f+ck your dead mans, and f+ck your friends
talkin’ tough? we spin again, b+tch, we don’t do no makin’ amends

[outro]
(wit that b+tch sh+t)
boom! boom! boom!
yeah — don’t get caught, ho
free all my dawgs, b+tch
nooski out



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