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babytron & stanwill - its on كلمات الأغنية

[intro: babytron]
aye

[verse 1: babytron]
granny mad as h_ll, she talking ’bout i buy too many clothes
stan, i think we need a u_haul, bro, it’s too many phones
it’s only two bands here, i’m thinking it’s too many hoes
fedex flagged the drop house, we sent too many loads
think i got a problem, i don’t think, i just pick my hoes
[?] with some ice on, you would think he froze
won’t give my b_tch a shift, probably think i’m broke
stan got a shot like jell_o, well i think i’m zoe

[verse 2: stanwill]
aye
we on melrose tripping, buying everything
[?] big tripping in the scat, he in every lane
dobs, ssns, we got every name
dirty in the rental, we got sticks, we got mary jane
aye, sh_ttyboyz up, told my boys, “we the sh_t, gang”
pulled the pape out, left my jeans with some sh_t stains
b_tch irritating, i’m so glad that her lyft came
b_tch, we play with dracs like we running through the 6, gang

[verse 3: babytron]
we’ll put the hoes on ’em ’cause his brain in his d_ck, aye
b_tch setting plays up, lj came with the stick, aye
you a stinky bum b_tch with a pocket full of lint, lame
new i8, i shift drift then i switch lane
yeah, i’m skinny but the glock’ll put the muscle on you
slime [?] tripping, that’s nine hundred with the bubbles on it
bro’ll sauce you up for the _ and put the mustard on you
i’m finna punch some air max just so i can [?]
[verse 4: stanwill]
tron off the za, got him higher than a sp_ce station
b_tch, i’m on the block with my realers and my eight baby
gang pulled up with the monkey nuts, had my apes blaze ’em
doggy superman, saving hoes and he pape saving
i’m with tron, i’m with [?], i’m with lj
swipe cards, scam grandmothers, i don’t sell eights
every n_gga with me solid, they can’t even spell “fake”
‘fore i hit him with it, ask the opps, “can you spell ‘drac’?”

[verse 5: babytron]
adidas f_nny pack, i pull it out and then i zap his ass
i can’t even count how many f_cking bags i dragged in saks
dunking on yo b_tch, f_ck around, unlock my slasher badge
put the [?] in the [?] boy, you bet not crash the scat

[verse 6: stanwill]
ain’t a bodybuilder, got a glocky, i’ll finish you
i ain’t smoking za, drip exotic, check the tennis shoe
bro’ll rip it off yo neck if he like the kit on you
sh_ttyboyz, gang, gang, yeah, we’ll sh_t on you

[verse 7: babytron]
way before corona, gang and ’em, they had a mask collection
two hundred plate, steak and shrimp, no, i ain’t anorexic
sit the f_ck down, lil’ man, you will get slammed for stepping
i be dripping, ugh, boy, yo fit ain’t even half impressive
f_cked around and sent his mans to heaven
he thought he was tired till that new exotic fanta met him
[verse 8: stanwill]
i just set the play for lil’ bro, i just passed, he catched it
had to buy some thousand dollar shoes ’cause my ass be stepping
but i’ma do the yeezys
i don’t eat no coochie, told that b_tch to make the coochie even
jumped in the deep, now i splash, finna do the fee
she must think i’m rick james or something, she get super freaky

[verse 9: babytron]
in la, my cholo knock yo mans sombrero off
me and stan lewis and clark, this habanero talk
they done spiked the punch with the wock’, i can barely talk
my east side b_tch be tripping, glock got a pair of b_lls

[verse 10: stanwill]
hit two freaky b_tches in la, knocked down a pair of walls
bro infatuated with the work, he tryna marry dawg
chop’ll knock the mug right off his face, he bet not stare at all
f_ck corona, bro ain’t masking up ’cause he don’t care at all

[verse 11: babytron]
yeah, yeah, lil’ b_tch, yeah, yeah
boy, you broke as h_ll, you got fired, do like craig, yeah
‘010, i was beating ass, hopping off pigs, yeah
25k, five people, we in a jet, yeah
[verse 12: stanwill]
big [?] on me, riding ’round with a sledge, yeah
b_tch, my allegiance to the bag, finna pledge, yeah
i’ll up spirit if you push me to the edge, yeah
we can walk him down ’cause the chop got a leg, yeah

[verse 13: babytron & stanwill]
hopping in suburban, boy, i know you seen the purge
gang hopping on you, all they need is the word
i just left saks like, d_mn, boy, i got some splurge
pull my d_ck out ’cause i know yo b_tch got the urge

- babytron stanwill

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