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getrichzay - dangerous lyrics
[intro]
(noisy on the beat)
[chorus: getrichzay]
i drop bags on they head like some nba players (ayy)
she say she don’t suck d_ck, but f_ck it, i made her
i ain’t have to force her, just put out some paper
and now she gon’ eat the d_ck up, not later
she know that i’m major
she know that i’m plugged in like some cables
i ain’t signin’ sh_t, that’s what we told them labels
unless that they come with a mil’ on the table (ayy)
look out for the gang, know i went up from april (ayy)
my b_tch got a glock in her purse just like mabel (bah, bah)
that boy got a hole in his head like a bagel
that f_ck n_gga dead, land on the table
with the tag on his toe, yeah, we gave him a label (no cap)
he playin’ games, he must think it’s a safe (ayy)
bullets gon’ bang him, this b_tch rearrange him (brrt)
don’t do no playin’, them young n_ggas dangerous
[verse 1: getrichzay]
n_gga diss crazy, on crazy, he crazy (on crazy)
n_gga diss crazy, on bro, he a dummy
got shooters that’s ready to crash like a dummy (brrt)
wet up_wet up they block, it’s a rock like a mummy
i’m all true, i’m up with the arp like some dummies (ayy)
bullets gon’ leave holes as big as a fan
look all the time i just spend doin’ nothin’ (ayy)
that’s why i’m straight drop when it come to the money (getrich)
these n_ggas already know what it’s hittin’ for (know what it’s hittin’ for)
when they see me, them boys duck like a limbo (duck like a limbo)
so many shots, we might slide out the limo’ (slide out the limbo’)
shout_out your b_tch, she a nasty lil’ nympho’ (nasty lil’ nympho’)
that b_tch a rat, she gave all us the info’ (all us the info’)
sneak through the backyard, come through the window (come through the window)
it hurt, me, n_gga, that’s what it’s hittin’ for
i’ma blast with this b_tch, yeah, that’s what i’m here for
we might crash in this b_tch if you try to play hero
now hear me, they say, “turn it up on the stereo”
in a year you gon’ hear me all over the radio
when them crackers ask me, i play dumb just like radio
leave his t_shirt red like he eatin’ spaghetti_yo (shh)
this ain’t your lifestyle, n_gga, then let it go
i just want the mouth and your b_tch, she already know
i get the mouth in your b_tch, then get gone (ayy)
we spin a benz with the stick, then get low
remember them days i was broke hittin’ kick doors
i had to sleep on the floor on this sh_t, ho
and my pocket lil’ big as a motherf_ckin’ hipo’ (ayy)
smokin’ on cookie, we call this sh_t hydro
cuffin’ that b_tch, that’s just my lil’ side ho
i got my d_ck in her mouth while i ride slow
we do this sh_t barely, this ain’t all the time though
[chorus: getrichzay]
i drop bags on they head like some nba players (ayy)
she say she don’t suck d_ck, but f_ck it, i made her
i ain’t have to force her, just put out some paper
and now she gon’ eat the d_ck up, not later
she know that i’m major
she know that i’m plugged in like some cables
i ain’t signin’ sh_t, that’s what we told them labels
unless that they come with a mil’ on the table (ayy)
look out for the gang, know i went up from april (ayy)
my b_tch got a glock in her purse just like mabel (bah, bah)
that boy got a hole in his head like a bagel
that f_ck n_gga dead, land on the table
with the tag on his toe, yeah, we gave him a label (no cap)
he playin’ games, he must think it’s a safe (ayy)
bullets gon’ bang him, this b_tch rearrange him (brrt)
don’t do no playin’, them young n_ggas dangerous
[verse 2: ybt]
ayy, n_gga gon’ die if he dissin’ on nedo (no cap)
run up on me, get shot like a free throw
got sosa with me, don’t ask me what he for
you know he go wherever that heat go
glock gotta touch him, that b_tch ain’t for sho’
you know i need that bag when i walk in your show
only time i run, that’s when cops at the door
if we run in your crib, better drop to the floor
b_tch, you won’t see my face when i run through your door
no, you won’t see my face when i run in your spot
i’ma throw up my mask when i walk down an opp
man, these lil’ n_ggas know not to walk and i’ll pop (for real)
know if i see an opp, i’ma see him, he flop
know if i see an opp, i’ma give him a bah
plus we got chopper bullets for b_tches that think that we slippin’, we know that they givin’ the drop (ah ha)
plus i heard n_ggas plottin’ on sn_tchin’ my chain (you can die)
they must wanna see zoo out that chain (your mama gon’ cry)
man, them n_ggas just high off that ‘caine (ayy, come here)
f_ck ’em, they just earned a shot to the brain (for real)
f_ck ’em, we finna come through like a train
and get my semi, come out the window, then bang
(only n_gga come switchin’, i ain’t even gotta aim)
doctor skrrt, recognize ’em, rearrange
plus i heard n_ggas out here tryna shoot up crib (what?)
boy, don’t think we don’t know where you live (like what?)
bad face, run them down, let ’em know what it is
’cause if i catch an opp, make him spin like a wheel (ayy)
and if i catch a four, make him dance, trip
that’s just palms, then i’ma drop bands quick
we gon’ hop out the whip, we gon’ leave that boy split (ayy, hurry up)
all he seen was the flash in his face, pic
[chorus: getrichzay]
i drop bags on they head like some nba players (ayy)
she say she don’t suck d_ck, but f_ck it, i made her
i ain’t have to force her, just put out some paper
and now she gon’ eat the d_ck up, not later
she know that i’m major
she know that i’m plugged in like some cables
i ain’t signin’ sh_t, that’s what we told them labels
unless that they come with a mil’ on the table (ayy)
look out for the gang, know i went up from april (ayy)
my b_tch got a glock in her purse just like mabel (bah, bah)
that boy got a hole in his head like a bagel
that f_ck n_gga dead, land on the table
with the tag on his toe, yeah, we gave him a label (no cap)
he playin’ games, he must think it’s a safe (ayy)
bullets gon’ bang him, this b_tch rearrange him (brrt)
don’t do no playin’, them young n_ggas dangerous
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