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gtp daidoe - huge lifestyle lyrics

[verse 1: gtp daidoe]
we can get it white or we can get it tan
i can take off with a 100k, just need the perfect bin
storage full, i need to make some sp_ce just for the vpn
lately i been f_cking with the white and i just play with scams
d_mn, i can go fed
yo b_tch eat d_ck, i’m really tryna take off with her head
we tote big glocks, just say the word and you gon’ end up dead
you ain’t k!ll nothing, just be capping tryna say you did
i’ll pimp something like the extras on a wonder bread
we gon’ hit the road for the shh, i don’t wonderland
i know a hooper that’s gon’ shoot the bag, he don’t know how to jam
d_mn, i need a real b_tch
that’s on the sh_t doing her day, ain’t gotta steal fits
uncle said he barely hit the baggy but it still hit
shorty only had a shot of henny and she still lit
i don’t care if baby got a n_gga, i’ma still trick
i was f_cking hoes before p_b_rty
b_tch mad, i just wanna f_ck, this b_tch ain’t used to me
brodie got a chain for ten racks, it’s a cuban link
bro like, “why you sleeping with that glock?”, how i’m supposed to sleep?
aye, i ain’t got no heart
i put blood and tears in this sh_t, you don’t want no part
mix the sprite with some red sh_t, i’m ’bout to make it dark
f_cked the p_ssy for a couple minutes, ’bout to make it fart
[verse 2: babytron]
i been scamming five plus, f_ck yo edd
i been passing plays ’round this b_tch like f_ck a cv3
i’ll knock yo power clean out like f_ck a dte
one profile, two punches, i make three a piece
big wood, big triple s, lifestyle huge
if the pint man had square cash, i’ll swipe the juice
jeff cashed the buffs of the giffies, that’s the swiper view
i be tripping, spent a thousand dollars on some nike shoes
travis scott, zazas, i’m a astronaut
used to pass the rock, now i’m in the field with straps and glocks
these amiri thigh pads, you ain’t never had a knot
treat yo b_tch crib like it’s mine, i ain’t have to knock
straight drop, yes, wock, this a magic pop
feel [?] turn around, see the opps and burn ’em down
uncle in the kitchen with a mask like it’s germs around
hoes used to spin me, f_ck around and david stern ’em now
walk in the function, big [?] i’m who you heard about

[verse 3: gtp daidoe]
i think i’m getting dizzy now from all these turn arounds
baby, i ain’t really tryna f_ck, just let me see the mouth
he thought he was hiding till we caught him lacking in the house
this phone never ring, it’s for illegal sh_t
i just caught a play out the way where the beagles blitz
bro push two hundred in the car, that’s a demon bin
it’s three of us, we all poured up a six, on some evil sh_t
[verse 4: babytron]
fendi sweater, mad face, left him with a sad face
boy, you f_cked up, i’m up in twenty on a bad day
back to back scats, rts, we finna drag race
you could be a f_cking dn and wouldn’t sack chase
you could be a f_cking math teacher and wouldn’t have pape
you could be the f_cking big show, you wouldn’t have weight
how the f_ck you sliding? you ain’t even got a half tank
i don’t got a job, i catch jacks and i crack banks

- gtp daidoe lyrics

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