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yung diaster - goin in lyrics

i’m going in you don’t even have to say sh-t. up in your b-tch yea you know i use that latex. going off on these beats not in my momma bas-m-nt. given them candy why tf you gotta lace it. nut in her gut b-tch i think i need some maintenance. talkin bout the shoe game when you know i got them laces. you know i took yo b-tch why the f-ck can’t you just face it. raw in the p-ssy baby that’s that new fragrance. if that’s your fishy p-ssy why the f-ck can’t you not claim it. when i pull to your crib you gon be off to the races. she claims i’m her ex but b-tch we never dated. still waiting for that day that i can say that i made it. smokin all this weed got me feelin h-lla faded

when i roll up to yo spot p-ssy n-gga why you play dead i only want yo b-tch cuz i heard she give sum mean head. only want your b-tch cuz i heard she give that mean head. dry -ss p-ssy baby didn’t even cream yet. talk to demons every night before i got to bed. talking h-lla sh-t still waiting for yo first step. she sending all the nudes even tho she getting left on read. ion even panic but you know i pop a xanax. bust in her gut but i didn’t even plan that. but it’s okay cuz plan b you know i had that. hit n i dipped like d-mn i really did that

we run it up n-gga these are not laps, you running up n-gga this is not track. sh-t you was talking n-gga that was all cap, realest on the team always spitting straight facts, we getting cheddar like the one in your pull back. you gotta b-tch i’ll give you your props for that, i got plenty so n-gga try to top that
talkin bout her booty ayyyy… h-lla fat needa map pull out retract bouta leave comeback. use to be broke cameback. come up. booty thick dump truck. bouta f-ck, bouta what? bouta stunt, not a little, a whole bunch. whole b-tt, that’s lunch, that’s done. cancel, yo b-tch i can handle, i got the handles. lit like a candle. n-gga you canceled, before you get handled. i got a plan tho, i am the man tho. need it its mando. fist at commando. don’t got a chance tho

body the beat, nut on your cheeks, now you on my meat. uh yea watch what you doing if you coming at me, put you h-lla deep, decapitate your head you discrete, flow increase, this song is complete, n-gga you just need to stop f-ckin wit me, yuhhhh

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