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duffy (otm) - 1 in the head كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(juice)
hmm
sh_t
n_gga
keep one in the head, n_gga

[chorus]
tell that n_gga don’t push me ’cause i’m on the edge
i’m havin’ evil thoughts, i’ll turn a n_gga rum red
shoot first, a lot of n_ggas wanna see me dead
give a f_ck what n_ggas said, i keep one in the head
give a f_ck what n_ggas sayin’, i keep one up top
she got the fatty out, i wanna see her do that one more time
l&r or all designer, sh_t, i can’t decide
cut him off if he ain’t really on our type of time

[verse 1]
she got some money, if she want me, she can wait in line
how much cough syrup in herе? sh_t, an awful lot
peso with me, dogsh_t? yeah, wе both got it
we’ve been door knockin’, seal poppin’, i keep poles by me
these pradas, they ain’t foamposites, take a look
ninety_nine problems, but my pockets full, it’s textbook
in la, i’m with them scorers, feel like westbrook
hollow tips hit him in his chest, he got his breath took
in h_ll’s kitchen, let the beef cook, i’m special ed
drill rapper, i got big guns and chief keef dreads
somebody told you we was cappin’, you was misled
got it off the mussle, n_gga, we ain’t silver spoon_fed
[chorus]
tell that n_gga don’t push me ’cause i’m on the edge
i’m havin’ evil thoughts, i’ll turn a n_gga rum red
shoot first, a lot of n_ggas wanna see me dead
give a f_ck what n_ggas said, i keep one in the head
give a f_ck what n_ggas sayin’, i keep one up top
she got the fatty out, i wanna see her do that one more time
l&r or all designer, sh_t, i can’t decide
cut ’em off if they ain’t really on our type of time

[verse 2]
a lot of n_ggas want my spot, but they ain’t made for it
bro just came up on a mini draco, told him trade for it
i’ll tell a b_tch to move, i got plays comin’
tell a n_gga box these, i ain’t gon’ play with you
oh, they makin’ stale faces, it ain’t rocket science
young turnt n_gga, i just wanna crash a maserati
what we on? it’s foreign cars up in the alley
free sleep, free narrow, free rassy bugatti
nine milli knocked a n_gga out his lemon pepper steppers
i just poured at least a four of tris’, i ain’t even measured
n_ggas on my insta talkin’ tough, but i ain’t threatened
suck me good and she might leave with an otm sweater
ugh

- duffy otm

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