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bashfortheworld - bout it bout it كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bashfortheworld]
d_mn
migo
ayy

[chorus: bashfortheworld]
d_mn, ayy
migo so triple d, like master p, we ’bout it, ’bout it
n_ggas ain’t really been on sh_t if you ain’t never seen a hundred thousand
wake up and say a prayer, then sip out my cup ’til i get drowsy
can’t f_ck with none of these n_ggas, them n_ggas ain’t sh_t, them n_ggas lousy (ayy)
i’m pullin’ up like a trap n_gga, i ain’t never been no rap n_gga
i lost 10k out in vegas tryna f_ck around with them cr_ps, n_gga
migo, my rolex two_tone, i’m pushin’ up with the roof gone
we knock on the door before we kick it down and yell out, “who home?”

[verse 1: bashfortheworld]
ayy, migo, i’m losin’ weight, that mean i been gettin’ pape’
pop the seal and pour the drank, i been sippin’ a month straight
apply the pressure ’til it break, i got hoes that got some cake
i got hoes that got a job and sell they p_ssy and titties fake
i can’t lie, i love the hate, we drive by and let it spray
you better watch out how you talkin’ to me, anything you tryna say

[verse 2: roadrun cmoe]
anything you tryna say, make sure that it’s ’bout that pape’
elevatin’ all my peers, road runnin’ state to state
it was ramen in the cell, now it’s wagyu on my plate
you ain’t took six_figure l’s, then you ain’t havin’ much to say (shut up)
i ain’t never seen these bum_ass n_ggas hatin’ up in chase
i ain’t usin’ blinkers, if you see me, get up out my way
i don’t respect how you shoppin’ at rick, but you still owin’ me, n_gga (ayy)
no matter the tale the princ_p_l count, the old him would just started blowin’ in here (grr, baow)
i’m takin’ these l’s, but i’m still movin’ weight, sometimes, i feel like a samoan (ugh)
i gave you my faith, but you fumbled the pack, i hate how this sh_t started showin’ (started)
distro, got the ‘bows, if you know, then you know, every time we pop out, this sh_t look like dispensary
i’m tied in with migo, i’m talkin’ the real one, movin’ loads with some lows, we buildin’ up chemistry
i’m countin’ up chicken, i’m worried ’bout one thing, i ain’t got time to be thinkin’ ’bout anything
i’m copin’ with pain, i’m takin’ these yercs, the streets got me hurt, but i found me a remedy
[chorus: bashfortheworld]
d_mn, ayy
migo so triple d, like master p, we ’bout it, ’bout it
n_ggas ain’t really been on sh_t if you ain’t never seen a hundred thousand
wake up and say a prayer, then sip out my cup ’til i get drowsy
can’t f_ck with none of these n_ggas, them n_ggas ain’t sh_t, them n_ggas lousy (ayy)
i’m pullin’ up like a trap n_gga, i ain’t never been no rap n_gga
i lost 10k out in vegas tryna f_ck around with them cr_ps, n_gga
migo, my rolex two_tone, i’m pushin’ up with the roof gone
we knock on the door before we kick it down and yell out, “who home?”

- bashfortheworld

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