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babyfxce e - hazard lights كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(marc boomin, this you?)
b_tch
what i say?
two, twenty_five minutes
uh

[verse]
n_gga, i can do this sh_t in twenty_five
if i see like thirty n_ggas, i bet twenty die
all the hoes on me ’cause they see me gettin’ money now
back then, they used to wake me off like they tryna— huh
like they tryna hit a fly
i can hit your cup, i’m tryna get a lil’ high
i was beatin’ n_ggas’ ass even though i was a lil’ guy
still the same size, but now i’m ridin’ with a big_ass chop
now i’m walkin’ with a big_ass yacht
rappin’ fast, gotta be somewhere at 6 o’clock
i know n_ggas’ ass in jail right now off a six of wock’
i remember n_ggas bring they guns so we can fix thеy glock
n_ggas thought i was a gunsmith
n_ggas get on us, i better hеar your f_ckin’ gun cl!ck
she say he cheatin’ on me, i said, “quit askin’ me dumb sh_t”
man, this b_tch trippin’, ’cause we only like a month in
huh, send a n_gga up top like a bunk bed
try not to catch feelings, we just f_ck friends
better get your homegirl, ’cause i f_ck friends
p_ssy good, ten minutes later, i was sucked in
almost hoed the drank man, he said, “meet me ‘morrow”
pulled up in a three hundred and i leave in a charger
p.o. mad ’cause i told him that i’m leavin’ tomorrow
he said, “you gotta start givin’ me a heads_up”
f_ck her from the front, how the f_ck i got her legs up?
beatin’ her sh_t down, bro, i had to put my dreads up
huh, i was broke once too, but i got fed up
it’s a striker in that b_tch, bro, don’t lift the sh_t up
n_gga, bro, don’t lift the sh_t up
i’ma be the only n_gga in that b_tch when the feds come
still in flint on tip, bro, my head gone
i’m in cali with no stick, i’ma have to squabble
get him wrapped for the chicken like an enchilada
been carryin’ n_ggas for nine months, but i ain’t your mama
he keep tryna duck, okay, man, that ain’t a problem
put a b_tch on her, i bet i see his ass tomorrow
huh, man, p_ssy really got some problems
they call me every time somebody miss a charger
three three hundred blackouts, you ain’t gon’ have no power
you tryna f_ck right now, meet me in the hond— hold on
f_ck, give me thirty minutes
f_ck security today, i’m with thirty n_ggas
you know that lil’ pocket? tee got a thirty in it
bag got you told, you ain’t gotta worry with me
i want a ten milli’ glock, they be hurtin’ n_ggas
your b_tch got you on a string, you a burger, n_gga
the drank made me smile, it be flirtin’ with me
the drank made me smile like a family picture
always rappin’ ’bout two_three, ’cause it’s my favorite pistol
might talk about the same sh_t, but that’s just what i’m livin’
time to lock you in my cell, that’s just how i’m feelin’
i knew i was gon’ be turnt, but this not what i pictured
i took it to a different measure
i got a ‘cat and a scat, bro, i got different pedals
you gotta start callin’ ahead, i got a different schedule
if i get mad, it’s gon’ be hard for me to be professional
huh, then i’ma get to pressin’ sh_t
all headshots like he had a vest equipped
who took a scat around flint without checkin’ in?
she only see me at night like i’m second shift
[outro]
yeah
she only see me at night like i’m second shift
n_gga
b_tch, you ain’t my f_ckin’ main b_tch, you my second b_tch
n_gga
i’ma bust all f_ckin’ day, i got an extra clip
h_llcat guts black and red, i’m playin’ checkers in it
keep that

- babyfxce e

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