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babytron - it is what it is lyrics
yeah, lemme yell you sum, real life type sh_t
d_mn, machu, why you have to do em’ like that?
[hook]
it ain’t nun’ like a real b_tch
unky always told me it ain’t nun’ like them field trips
i can show you bout them bands, ain’t never pill flip
hutch water, with the lights off, b_tch i’m still lit
shoes soo_woo but my pockets still crip
two new tools, brodie tryna drill sh_t
huh, and that’s just how it is, and that’s just what it is
[verse]
i remember i ain’t have a slug in my pocket
i remember i ain’t have a plug, or a socket
bro seen a opp out, he finna jump out and drop it
turtle pie, finna fill my lungs up with something toxic
thats really just to k!ll the pain
d_ck_sucking, i don’t even know you, boy you really lame
dub show on my neck, don’t talk about no dilly chain
cut her her off quick, i just told her i don’t feel the same
it’s some moves that never [?] but i don’t let them phase me
used to walk so when i’m in the coupe i push the pedal crazy
got some youngins’ out here jammin’ chips some others selling eighthie’s
i look up sometimes cause he blessed yo’ baby
walking in my shoes you finna find out my life a movie
always arguing with my b_tch but i like em’ boujee
high as h_ll at h_ll at benni’s, eating steak, shrimp, rice, and sushi
high as h_ll with my white boys, finna light a doobie
all odds against me, but i made it out
they ain’t see the vision, whole time was on the paper route
same time you sleep, got a chef bringing bacon out
hit your baby mom in yo’ crib, and i stained the couch
used to load the bitcoin like 100 dollars
now how i’m feeling like im headed towards a hunt commas
called dukes and told her its my summer mama
you should take the cuffs off that b_tch she got a running problem
[hook]
it ain’t nun’ like a real b_tch
unky always told me it ain’t nun’ like them field trips
i can show you bout them bands, ain’t never pill flip
hutch water, with the lights off, b_tch i’m still lit
[verse]
it is what it is, f_ck what it was
talking bout my aunt, this and that who the f_ck is cuz
if in ain’t know you back then we ain’t f_cking bloods
17 year old tron was out here busing jugs
18 year old tron started a rap mission
funky watching sh_tty boys vids in the trap whipping
tre and donny bands and them scats drifting
stan wheel on miami beach, spending racks tripping
margiela steppin, paint a picture for you when i walk
im a rapper nah i don’t f_ck with debit fraud
but with that cpn sh_t, i can boost your credit, dog
jada pinkett smith my b_tch got glockies she gon set it off
built this sh_t from the dirt, sh_ttyboyz, we up
wockhart, with some phew_ finna fill my cup
i was down bad and came back, so i’m really clutch
think that you can f_ck with me, you a silly f_ck
in the deep end, i see your b_tch, i reel her in
star player, if i’m playing, imma fill the gym
all the l’s they all right now, imma hit with wins
told god forgive me, cause i’m still gon’ sin
hopping off the airplane, i’m headed towards the air train
headed towards the top, b_tch i’m walking up the stairway
high as h_ll, eating [?]
zaza, burning up my eyes like some bear mace
imma leave the game the goat
little pretty b_tch, told her that i only came for throat
in the club, and i only came to paper_throw
they was sleep on me, but now they awake fosho’
[hook]
it ain’t nun’ like a real b_tch
unky always told me it ain’t nun’ like them field trips
i can show you bout them bands, ain’t never pill flip
hutch water, with the lights off, b_tch i’m still lit
shoes soo_woo but my pockets still crip
two new tools, brodie tryna drill sh_t
tuh, and that’s just how it is, and that’s just what it is
it ain’t nun’ like a real b_tch
unky always told me it ain’t nun’ like them field trips
i can show you bout them bands, ain’t never pill flip
(d_mn machu, why you have to do them like that)
hutch water, with the lights off, b_tch i’m still lit
shoes soo_woo but my pockets still crip
two new tools, brodie tryna drill sh_t
tuh, and that’s just how it is, and that’s just what it is
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