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db.boutabag - 1st off lyrics

[intro]
’cause i can, n_gga
better ask your last b_tch, i keep
second off, quit talkin’ out your, ’cause you don’t keep glock
lil’ n_gga, i ain’t got no sense like i’m key glock (i’m boutabag, ain’t gotta ask me)

[chorus]
first off, i be talkin’ sh_t ’cause i can, n_gga
you better ask your last b_tch, i keep bands, n_gga
second off, quit talkin’ out your neck, ’cause you don’t keep glock
lil’ n_gga, i ain’t got no sense like i’m key glock
third off, n_ggas talkin’ smart, pick this nerd off
i’m on this intersection, d_mn near finna swerve off
four, five, six, seven b_tches gettin’ broke off
n_gga, do we got a problem? like i’m loc dog

[verse 1]
how the f_ck is n_ggas ’bout a bag and i don’t know y’all?
all my n_ggas in this b_tch, these my road dogs
and all for jody woah, on my mama, they gon’ smoke dog
since day one, this bag sh_t been the same, n_gga
we still throw them b’s for boutabag, this ain’t no gang, n_gga
and to them n_ggas speakin’ on it, they some d_ck sucks
it only take a ‘wood and thirty minutes, get your b_tch f_cked
in this b_tch clocked, high as f_ck, i got the hiccups
lil’ baby, put your pants on, i need my d_ck sucked
racks bustin’ out these jeans, i can’t lift up
you walk around broke all day, you a sick f_ck
racks keep fallin’ through these pants, i can’t pick up
[chorus]
first off, i be talkin’ sh_t ’cause i can, n_gga
you better ask your last b_tch, i keep bands, n_gga
second off, quit talkin’ out your neck, ’cause you don’t keep glock
lil’ n_gga, i ain’t got no sense like i’m key glock
third off, n_ggas talkin’ smart, pick this nerd off
i’m on this intersection, d_mn near finna swerve off
four, five, six, seven b_tches gettin’ broke off
n_gga, do we got a problem? like i’m loc dog

[verse 2]
first off, all these b_tches love to shake that ass to me
we in the party goin’ up, now i’m grabbin’ cheeks
second off, baby tryna f_ck, now she grabbin’ meat
i only f_cked the b_tch once, how she in love with me?
third off, b_tch, don’t hit this phone when i’m roadrunning
i ain’t tryna hold your hand, i’m tryna hold hundreds
made ’bout five, six thousand in these roadrunners
and baby, i ain’t tuckin’ sh_t, i’m with some cold gunners
your b_tch, i’m gon’ walk past, she need some more cash
how the f_ck you broke, but you the man with your mark ass?
this sh_t is too nice, ten bands in two nights
the only thing we runnin’ from them red and them blue lights
your b_tch, i’m gon’ walk past, she need some more cash
how the f_ck you broke, but you the man with your mark ass?
this sh_t is too nice, ten bands in two nights
the only thing we runnin’ from them red and them blue lights
[chorus]
first off, i be talkin’ sh_t ’cause i can, n_gga
you better ask your last b_tch, i keep bands, n_gga
second off, quit talkin’ out your neck, ’cause you don’t keep glock
lil’ n_gga, i ain’t got no sense like i’m key glock
third off, n_ggas talkin’ smart, pick this nerd off
i’m on this intersection, d_mn near finna swerve off
four, five, six, seven b_tches gettin’ broke off
n_gga, do we got a problem? like i’m loc dog

[outro]
do we? like i’m loc dog
do we got a problem? like i’m loc dog

- db boutabag lyrics

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