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young profit (rap) - shotzzz lyrics

[verse 1: young profit]
n-gg-s is fiending, my b-tches get meaner
this track it be heating, take shots, bullets leaving
mask on my face, and i’m looking so faded
this b-tch on my d-ck, while these b-tches, they hating
chains they be dripping, and ice it be freezing
your b-tch in my dm, want d-ck, and she mean it
shots to the face, b-tch you better stop hating
b-tch on my d-ck and you know i am not playing
shots like a player, and you know we out racing (skrtt)
blunts at the crib and you know we be facing (ayyy)
these b-tches they faded, outdated, take shots at my payment
these b-tches debating, my pockets inflating
take shots b-tch i’m wasting, got no time for dating
just f-cking and making these racks on the daily
this pint got me hazy, my pockets fugazee
my b-tch she a 10, got no time for rating
ayye
ayye
ayye

[verse 2: embey]
ayye, ayye, ayye
xanax, ayye ayye
yeah
i’m riding solo while getting this bread
got no time to eat, so i’m striving instead
you sleeping on me, bout’ to hop in the bed (sleeping)
yo b-tch with me, she gon’ leave you on read
just give me a reason, to unleash these demons
i’ll crack all you heaters, and chop you to pieces
i’m feeling relievin’ i’m feeling deciteful
i love all my people, i hate all my people
my n-gg-s hungry, they’ll eat you for dinner
i’m smoking l’s, but i’m still a winner

- young profit rap lyrics

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