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zaybang - lil boat lyrics

[intro]
(b, that b+tch fire)
(that n+gga b on the beat)
(that n+gga miiir made the beat, here we go again)

[chorus]
look, and we ain’t gotta do no talkin’, leave it in the streets
i told bro keep his pistol, practice what i preach
when n+ggas k!lled my big bro, we slid for a week
you probably seen me to the neck ’cause i ain’t never deep
fell out with n+ggas from my hood ’cause we ain’t even close
i been peeped the fake love, i was takin’ notes
these n+ggas hide they true feelings in them lil’ jokes
wе turned that n+gga dreads red, call him lil boat

[verse 1]
see, i’ll chasе a n+gga down and still chase a check
the last get’ you hear about, that sh+t was to the neck
when daly city got behind me, took ’em through the ‘jects
make sacrifices for your family, die for respect
she know that p+ssy got some power, i’m like kevin gates
i do this sh+t for earl flocka, hold them heaven gates
i know some people in the hood and they got section 8
i need a body, only way that i could meditate
and i just rolled another ‘wood so i could see it clear
and she could never be my b+tch if she ain’t top tier
believe in god, so you n+ggas i do not fear
don’t let n0body ride behind me, i’ma switch gears
they think my brother changed his life, that n+gga still sleaze
why would you show me that you grow? you know i steal p’s
and you gon’ die if you a rat, you n+ggas steal cheese
they stuck a tube down his throat so he could still breathe
[chorus]
look, and we ain’t gotta do no talkin’, leave it in the streets
i told bro keep his pistol, practice what i preach
when n+ggas k!lled my big bro, we slid for a week
you probably seen me to the neck ’cause i ain’t never deep
fell out with n+ggas from my hood ’cause we ain’t even close
i been peeped the fake love, i was takin’ notes
these n+ggas hide they true feelings in them lil’ jokes
we turned that n+gga dreads red, call him lil boat

[verse 2]
my n+ggas comin’ masked up, let’s play hide and seek
the fully switch on g30, it done fried the gleek
if you ain’t tryna do no skits, you ain’t ridin’ with me
these n+ggas standin’ at my table tryna find a seat
and i’ma tell you one more time, bro, them 9s is weak
she in this whip givin’ head, i reclined the seat
the b+tch tell you that she busy, but got time for me
i’m still climbin’ to the top, but, sh+t, the climb was steep
a n+gga pull up on my whip, sh+t, i’m lettin’ it blow
i feel like people barely winnin’ if they checkin’ the score
he askin’ questions ’bout the b+tch, but ain’t checkin’ the ho
before we jumped through the window, we was checkin’ the door
be what you wanna be in life, sh+t, it better make sense
and how you hate to see me win, but you askin’ for pics?
see [?][2:20] and double back with the nick’
don’t think it’s safe behind tint like they won’t clap up the whip
[chorus]
look, and we ain’t gotta do no talkin’, leave it in the streets
i told bro keep his pistol, practice what i preach
when n+ggas k!lled my big bro, we slid for a week
you probably seen me to the neck ’cause i ain’t never deep
fell out with n+ggas from my hood ’cause we ain’t even close
i been peeped the fake love, i was takin’ notes
these n+ggas hide they true feelings in them lil’ jokes
we turned that n+gga dreads red, call him lil boat

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