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zaybang - show 32 lyrics

[intro]
(that n+gga, mir made the beat, here we go again)
ayy

[verse]
and this a big body benz
i’m better off alone, i ain’t coming with no friends
a brand new glock, yeah, this a fifth+gen
i done did so many skits, my new name big spin
i ain’t never chased the b+tch, all these n+ggas chasin’ clout
and this ain’t casamigos when your b+tch opened her mouth
it’s money on the floor, i just found another route
they say i’m underrated ’til i buy another house
a island in the kitchen, finna pay the master chef
and i’ma chase some chicken ’til i take my last breath
i’m better off alone, but i’m still from the set
they tryna say they love me, but i’m steel to the neck
i’m finna shoot a vid, i just gotta grab some juice
they tappin’ all the phones, hopin’ they could find a clue
they see me all on tour, b+tch, this show thirty+two
them sold+out dates, me and brother got the juice
now every time i stop, i’ma have to take a picture
quagen or the tris, i don’t really drink liquor
auntie count me out, she said i had a bad temper
now we sellin’ out shows from december to december
n+gga, i’m gettin’ lost in this cup
i fell out with some members, i been feelin’ like it’s up
n0body see the grind, they be feelin’ like it’s luck
if i can’t trust a friend, who the f+ck i’m ‘posed to trust?
huh, n+gga, it’s me and baby back+bo+back
them people watchin’, n+gga tryna catch me with the strap
my cousin h+lla young, but he tryna catch a hat
it ain’t no tuck spot, he got that b+tch on his lap
look, the penthouse got the loft
i’m out the way with my rich partner playin’ golf
some old+school drip, this a shirt by lacoste
this n+gga mad at me ’cause he thirty and he lost
it’s 2024, if you broke, that’s a choice
brother, i’m the face of this sh+t and you the voice
i just wanna drop a whole six in a royce
we made it out the trenches, we ain’t really have a choice
it ain’t no goin’ back when your house behind the gate
these n+ggas just now gettin’ hip, they too late
the chopper got a grip, when i squeeze it, it’ll shake
i dropped two eps, now they finna get the tape
just rolled another ‘wood, i’ma smoke it to the face
they left a n+gga dead and they barely left a trace
it hurt to see me win like i’m sprayin’ h+lla mace
every time i go to sleep, i dream of yellow tape
and i don’t got no feelings, i just poured ’em in the sprite
i’m swervin’ through the city, i ain’t stoppin’ at no lights
this n+gga speakin’ on me, better pray he got his pipe
they got a n+gga gone, that sh+t got me feelin’ right

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