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yungblaket – tokyo ! lyrics

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tokyo ! lyrics
[intro]
hit him with the glock
imma hit him with the glock at a store, kay flock
n+gga really wanna speak, imma tell that boy stop
i can’t f+ck with that ho only cause she a—

[verse 1: yungblaket]
say that’s your homie, he ain’t even finna ride
if a n+gga wanna talk h+lla tough, we gon’ slide
yeah i’m keeping me a double two, i’m talking bonnie+clyde
if that p+ssy want the static imma hit him with the five
(he don’t want it)
getting to the dough h+lla quick like i’m sonic
n+gga talking stupid, you know i push on it
and yea that ain’t yo b+tch, n+gga imma be honest
yea she sucking my d+ck in the morning with bonnet
hit a n+gga up, imma hit him with the glock
imma hit him with the glock at a store, kay flock
n+gga really wanna speak, imma tell that boy stop
i can’t f+ck with that ho only cause she a bop
yeah i can’t f+ck that ho only cause she a bopper
leaving the party with inc, imma monster
hop out the truck he get popped like a flopper
switching my ho’s, i ain’t talking bout’ foster
beat from the back so just call me your father
shot at his dome now he don’t gotta bother
he talking slow so i f+ck on his mother
switch over p+ssy, don’t call me your brother
n+gga really speaking, imma hit him undercover
shorty tryna end it h+lla quick like a buzzer
take it real back, imma have a n+gga suffer
n+gga switching colors, i ain’t talking bout’ a gusher
[verse 2: moneychasin.daii]
(graa+graa)
i just got in my groove
i got balenciaga with the (???)
i ain’t f+ck that b+tch, i wasn’t in the mood (what)
why you c+ck block? imma swerve in the coupe, it’s a drop top
aim at yo’ matta
no nle but i aim at top shotta
all these bullets connect like a hotspot
i got 20k racks
like uno and dos
you compare me to you, it don’t come close
and i send one shot, it’s doing the most
(???) you turn to a ghost
and i keep two glocks, bonnie and clyde
and i just can’t wait+to get f+cking high
n+gga speak on gang, hey, you gon’ die
n+gga speak on the gang we send him to the sky



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