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bo$barr - state property كلمات أغنية

[intro]
huh, yeah
jamstars, jamstars, jamstars
ville 705
huh, yeah

[hook]
make her ride d_ck ’til her knees weak
how you gon’ call me a b_tch but tryna beef over one?
then try to dap me up when you see me
i don’t even call certain n_ggas my opps
’cause they think life a game — sh_t must be monopoly
man time, i ain’t tryna play around
either you get down or lay down — no state property
you ain’t a man on your own, can’t defend you
he claim he a blood, we gon’ turn his ass cripple
if you don’t suck d_ck, i’m not tryna put it in you
i’m too lit to f_ck you, b_tch, i had to spin you
beef ain’t dead, it’s to be continued
they like, “what’s for dinner?” it’s opps on the menu
oh, he can’t pick a side? shoot him outta the middle
caught in the crossfire from shots out the window

[verse]
y’all wanna be drug rich, but you not hector
out cali broke as sh_t, playin’ catch up
when it comes to za, i am an investor
i ain’t up yet, i’m just doin’ a lil’ better
sh_t feelin’ funny, then i get suspicious
bruh, take off that skizzy — you ain’t goin’ on missions
n0body hit, they attempted
but how the f_ck you drop ten and miss all of them n_ggas?
huh, you n_ggas some sh_t
you tried to look sweet and the air what you hit
oh, he in a black truck? i’ll f_ck up they whip
got an iron and ski, forgot he was a b_tch
i done got better with my anger management
beat up the block, i still gotta damage it
put that sh_t on ’em, n_ggas turn into mannequins
throw ’em a party, he peeped and start panickin’
in the ville, i’m the neighborhood hero
in my bank account, i need seven zeros
ain’t gotta tell me she freaked out, ’cause we know
off casamigos, she gon’ let me go
f_ck with a jamstar — your boyfriend, he broke
good girl, i turned that b_tch to a freak ho
got the dog on him on friday, chico
don’t need a oop, i’ma score through a free throw
they bluffin’, tryna fake and pretend
how you up the score, n___a? when did you spin?
bro droppin’ bombs, and i’m catchin’ that sh_t
getback is getback, it’s no date on revenge
you got a few lines, but you don’t got a crate
you won’t see when i creep on your block with that drac
in a world where it’s full of d_ckriders and snakes
gotta know how to maneuver and strive to be great
[hook]
huh, yeah
make her ride d_ck ’til her knees weak
how you gon’ call me a b_tch but tryna beef over one?
then try to dap me up when you see me
i don’t even call certain n_ggas my opps
’cause they think life a game — sh_t must be monopoly
man time, i ain’t tryna play around
either you get down or lay down — no state property
you ain’t a man on your own, can’t defend you
he claim he a blood, we gon’ turn his ass cripple
if you don’t suck d_ck, i’m not tryna put it in you
i’m too lit to f_ck you, b_tch, i had to spin you
beef ain’t dead, it’s to be continued
they like, “what’s for dinner?” it’s opps on the menu
oh, he can’t pick a side? shoot him outta the middle
caught in the crossfire from shots out the window

- bobarr

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