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ak tarantino - out of bounds كلمات أغنية

[chorus: ak tarantino]
it get bl__dy ’round the block, they catch you out of bounds
hunnid_round, he was talkin’ tough, i bet he quiet now
a trashy hoe ain’t somethin’ to die about
in that courtroom tellin’, i know he lyin’ out his mouth (bah)

[verse 1: ak tarantino]
i’m with buddyy, f_ck your buddy, buddyy lay him down
tried to shove this money in my undies, it kept weighin’ down
he thought he was comfy, bet my drum will chase him out
i’m in perkins off a perc, my vision speedin’ up
i’m at work, i push the clock, it got the season up
any season, your b_tch hit me with the sesame seed buns
hit the strip, she want that cc, that’s a couple bucks
you can’t get a sip, it ain’t free, this a cup of mud
bet i got more blue in my savings than your dad do
heard they threw you in that cell for snitchin’, they gon’ stab you
better go get with it ‘fore you end up like that last dude
beretta turn his wig into some crab rangoon
back to back to back, filled with bowls of the bamboo
i ain’t slidin’ to the show if i can’t get the wham through
i remember bein’ broke, the pantry only canned foods
your b_tch eat the nut up like a cashew
i could run the ball and throw the dunk up like how shaq do
my wallet fat, my pockets chunky like a shaq shoe
i’m all in for the money, i’m a runnin’ track dude
seth rollins on that boy, i’m finna stomp him out
[chorus: ak tarantino]
it get bl__dy ’round the block, they catch you out of bounds
hunnid_round, he was talkin’ tough, i bet he (shh)
a trashy hoe ain’t somethin’ to die about
in that courtroom tellin’, i know he lyin’ out his mouth

[verse 2: buddyy]
it’s buddyy on the song with spice, i brought the cajun with it
that b_tch was fat as h_ll and smell like sh_t, i let my asian hit it
i bust his ass by twenty, he get mad, he get to ragin’ quittin’
and if it’s ’bout that bread, you know i’m comin’, know i’m paper gettin’
i’m talkin’ spice on every song, how you stay forgettin’?
that b_tch is bad and smell like sh_t, hoe, i hate your [?]
you play with her, i heard that b_tch burnin’, she a [?]
my b_tch just brought up all the fruit like d_mn, the mango hittin’
i hit a n_gga left, right, he ain’t even peep the jab
that b_tch was talkin’, blurred it out, i ain’t even peep the blab
i snuck my pipe up in the club, they ain’t even peep the mag
i snuck my pipe up in the gym, they ain’t even peep the bag
he played his song, that sh_t was weak, i ain’t even peep the trash
say he got some dogsh_t, ain’t got money, i ain’t even peep the stash
my homie pointed at his auntie leg, i ain’t even peep the rash
your barber cut, you got right to the crib, you ain’t even peep the glass
like, your sh_t wasn’t even cut right
she tryna shake her ass, but she don’t shake her b_tt right
my b_tch just poured me up a drink, [?] alright
i don’t [?] the sprite
[chorus: ak tarantino]
it get bl__dy ’round the block, they catch you out of bounds
hunnid_round, he was talkin’ tough, i bet he (shh)
a trashy hoe ain’t somethin’ to die about
in that courtroom tellin’, i know he lyin’ out his mouth

- ak tarantino

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