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10talk pt. 2 - mg sleepy كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yessir
yeah, come on
i just— i just woke up (alright)

[verse 1]
told my b_tch that i ain’t got no heart, i need a heart surgeon
f_ck around and wreck my srt, was in the car swervin’
see my n_gga shoot his bl!ck, he off and hit the wrong person
i can tell by how you move your bag, you never saw thirty
b_tch, i rap this sh_t i live, you on the song perpin’
f_ck you and f_ck your whole life, wrote it in all cursive
b_tch stroked and broke this b_tch back and left her heart hurtin’
grab a trap phone then beat the block, i bet it start chirpin’
ain’t havin’ motion with no bag, you better start workin’
have my n_gga sell your granny crack and tell her f_ck surgery (like f_ck surgery)
you ever bust a brick down, look like a cut turkey?
tell lil quan don’t pull up by himself, he came with tucked 30 (alright)

[verse 2]
take my shoes off and beat an opp until my thumbs hurtin’
hemi came two hundred on the dash, yeah, this the one turban
burn rubber up, spin in the ‘cat, look like a drunk person
i’m the type to walk up on lil durk and tell him, “f_ck virgil”
apple fritter mixed with turtle pie, alright
apple fritter mixed with turtle pie smell like a skunk squirted
dirty b_tch done sucked a dirty d_ck and now her tongue purple
nike tech off the shiesty ski, i’m ’bout to purge somethin’
[verse 3]
punch a n_gga in his face until it turn purple
how you drop a charger with no hemi? that’s a slow turtle
if he was thuggin’ with the ten, we could’ve saved virgil
white tee, walkin’ in mcqueens but the jeans purple
b_tch keep on tryna eat my nuts, she a d_mn gerbil
lil’ fuddy tweakin’ with the bl!cks makin’ gun circles
ayy, finna serve my n_gga steve, i told him f_ck urkel
lil’ bro done shot so many opps, we had to red_shirt him
in the club punchin’ on the opps with they gun on ’em
two_steppin’ in some big ice, but the guns thermal
b_tch, i am not f_cking raw ’cause you too fertile
let a b_tch say some dumb sh_t then i want wordle
i dropped a chain, bro dropped a chain, and quanno took a chain
we be on everything, get out the way when we walk through the lane (yessir)
the police mad they hit the whip and i ain’t know my name
f_ck you and f_ck them dead n_ggas and f_ck your gang (yessir)

[verse 4]
a n_gga tagged my instagram sayin’ f_ck my page
got my d_ck sucked, this freak b_tch made me bust off brain
if you see me uppin’ racks, then i must got paid
get your head bust for playin’ crazy, tryna touch my chain
clapped him runnin’ down the street, d_mn, i must got aim
told her hurry up and clean the crib, i done rushed my main
f_ck around and crashed the whip, i done rushed my lane
in that night you got your ass beat, you got jumped by lames
break a n_gga playstation ’cause it ain’t no game
get your ass k!lled for tryna rob ’cause i ain’t no stain
the forecast said it’s cloudy, but it ain’t gon’ rain
know a couple b_tches f_ck for dollars that i ain’t gon’ name
you kept it real and told the truth so it ain’t no shame
b_tch, i’m like a lion in the zoo that they ain’t gon’ tame
if i get jammed up with the dude, lawyer paid my way
if i pull up shootin’ and i miss, you got saved by grace (saved by grace)

- 10talk pt 2

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