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kerch dolla - vice bity كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: kerch dolla & sada baby]
i won’t bring my gun around the gabe if i can’t use that b_tch
i stopped frontin’ my uncle work ’cause he use this sh_t
b_tch wantin’ back in her old ways ’cause she used to trick
i treat my foreya like a stud b_tch ’cause i use the d_ck
all my fiends always come back ’cause i use the fit
they always tryna k!ll me two times but not again
you know i’m in that saten_black charger with carbon trim
i walked you to the bar, enter the bar with this f&n
my first neph’ was a crackhead ’cause i grew up in the trap
see my n_gga smack his mama, know why he say sh_t, it’s just that
i don’t go to b_tches’ cribs, without a car, without a strap
right now, i’m out on bond, the guidelinеs is thirty black
told the b_tch, “you really love mе?” right now, get it tatted
gotta stay with my ar, now i really see who ridin’
how the detectives get my name? tryna see who done ratted
they’ll put the police on you, just call street, you’ve been hidin’ (ahh)

[verse 2: sada baby]
i ain’t been to sleep in weeks, i’ve been geekin’, i’ve been slidin’
hit his whip, got it leakin’, he gon’ need to hit up ridin
need a deacon, need jesus, need god almighty
i ain’t tweakin’, it’s a reason he gon’ die, trip about it
ah, big backwood, smoke a n_gga, up dog sh_t
n_ggas better mind they business ‘fore we be in y’all sh_t
ahh, bet i can’t finish if i hit her off this perc’, ahh
bet i can’t finish, perc’ your bm off the purper
erk she suck me ’cause i’m— she hit me ’cause i’m circumcised
f_ck that b_tch the blurred lines, wrappin’ thick the birds, yeah
got them b_tches— uh, singin’ out the birds’ nest
your b_tch got a burnt chest, but she got some perm’ neck
audemar rose gold, cuban bracelet two tone
still be deep as f_ck with all my brothers like a group home
off that wocky i can’t do wrong, f_ck his mama, make her move on
i catch a body, i be too dog, you a poo dog, i’m the uno
said they on them neros set in stone, hit up my mexicans
your head be gone, pull up machetes on ’em, lucha libre wrestler
your b_tch gon’ drink the d_ck like michelada, i ain’t pressin’ her
huh, i’m gon’ beat that p_ssy like rihanna, be done s_xed him
me don’t f_ck with extra russ
specially if them ho n_ggas ain’t been here next to us
it’s a high chance that you’ll get pressed for nothin’, huh
i ain’t perfect, i do drugs, don’t care if i’m mention up (man)
[?], n_ggas know i’m really r_t_rded, i be tryin’ not to act out
huh, my pops told me opps conceived in the crack house
i’ll shoot one of you n_ggas, get gangster in the rap ’bout
huh, did fifty_five to live, next n_gga play with my life
duh
[outro]
(trauma tone)

- kerch dolla

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