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yung zyrex – offbeat lyrics

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[chorus]
he talking that sh-t, he think he a threat
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t break a sweat
don’t diss on my name just give me respect
don’t give me respect? i’ll run up a check
i’m counting that blue like lilo and st-tch
ain’t talking bout lays but i’m stacking chips
ain’t talking bout a house but i’m stacking bricks
ain’t talking no movie but we got them clips
we loading them clips just like a movie
swiping my card just copped me some louis
not comethazine but i’m saying oowee
i don’t love a b-tch, i don’t love a groupie
if you talking down i’ma send shots
making so much money thought i won slots
i be cooking up with them pans and pots
extended clip long as a rope tying knots
i hop on the net and i’m buying a piece
it’s not even cold but i wear a fleece
don’t f-ck with no thot don’t f-ck with no treesh
treat her like a dog put her on a leash
yeah i’m in the field but it ain’t no touchdown
im not blue face but i got a bussdown
said he want smoke n-gga better rundown
if a n-gga test me he gon’ get shutdown

[verse 1]
can’t f-ck with no hoe especially ratchet you want my chain come here and sn-tch it
my b-tch she thicc just like a packet
i’m not about it but i love to rap it

[verse 2]
he went to jail and then got bailed
pull out my nine and send him to h-ll
pull out my nine like igoudala, n-ggas stay begging me for a dollar

[verse 3]
you diss on my name i’m shooting a rocket
nine on my waist nine in my pocket
i’m just playing i don’t got no guns
i just be rapping sh-t just for fun

[verse 4]
i’m swiping your money like my name is swiper
tell me no swiping i pull out my sniper
shot him in the leg i think he goner
choppa lifting weights choppa getting stronger

[verse 5]
you catching b-lls, i’m catching bodies
if a n-gga diss me, pull out the tommy
y’all n-ggas some clones, y’all n-ggas some copies
drank in my system i gotta go potty

[verse 6]
i’m only 15 i don’t drink liqour
choppa hold 100 hit him in the liver
don’t beef on the net, don’t beef on twitter
that n-gga a b-tch he look like a snicker

[chorus]
he talking that sh-t, he think he a threat
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t break a sweat
don’t diss on my name just give me respect
don’t give me respect? i’ll run up a check
i’m counting that blue like lilo and st-tch
ain’t talking bout lays but i’m stacking chips
ain’t talking bout a house but i’m stacking bricks
ain’t talking no movie but we got them clips
we loading them clips just like a movie
swiping my card just copped me some louis
not comethazine but i’m saying oowee
i don’t love a b-tch, i don’t love a groupie
if you talking down i’ma send shots
making so much money thought i won slots
i be cooking up with them pans and pots
extended clip long as a rope tying knots
i hop on the net and i’m buying a piece
it’s not even cold but i wear a fleece
don’t f-ck with no thot don’t f-ck with no treesh
treat her like a dog put her on a leash
yeah i’m in the field but it ain’t no touchdown
im not blue face but i got a bussdown
said he want smoke n-gga better rundown
if a n-gga test me he gon’ get shutdown



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