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p yungin - this for you, if you didn't catch it* lyrics

[intro]
(ayo, tyrell made that hoe?)
(k4producedit)

[chorus]
he hit that floor, it’s over with
i bet this glock knock down your wig
don’t rep off sh_t that you ain’t did
he dropped a diss, time to get split
i’ma catch him, on my kid
leave him dead for what he said
b_tch, i’m steady countin’ bread
roll a b_tch up, heard he dead
and they know we slang that lead
and they know we tryna smack a b_tch
heard he said what? you know py ain’t just rappin’, n_gga
i’m quiet, i don’t say sh_t ’cause i know me, b_tch, i’ll smack a n_gga
i guess they got the present, under the tree, we just wrapped this n_gga

[verse]
b_tch, what you sayin’? .40 hit your throat, you gon’ choke
inhale a lot of smoke, k!ll his partner, now he go ghost
leave that b_tch dead in the road
he dropped his album, he thought i was dead
catch all them boys for what they said
nike check, he on the list
f_ck ten, that boy a b_tch
i really smacked somethin’ with that bl!ck
all the blogs be on my d_ck
give him a headshot, now he lit
whogangdee gon’ feel that switch
we got the drop, who in this b_tch?
i can’t trust my baby mama, but i still love that b_tch
and if that rat feel some type of way, f_ck him and his clique
he got shot all in his body ten times, n_gga, not no six
no, n_gga, f_ck that, i feel good, you want smoke with me, k!ll your friend
i was smokin’ weed at ten
daddy was locked up in the pen’
bleeda always tryna roll up a never broke again pack
f_ck that scuffin’, i’ma hit you with this glock, it ain’t no shakin’ back
5.56’s hit his body, now this n_gga shakin’ bad
7.62’s, they hit his face, now he with dump fat_ass
f_ck, i miss lil key, my n_gga died right before this sh_t started
we’ll put a switch up in his hand and make him k!ll your party
his skinny, p_ssy_ass just came home, you better play r_t_rded
smokin’ on a backwood, this that thrax, n_gga, don’t get me started
b_tch, my glock stutter like herm, he know not to say a word
he the main one know i’ma purge
cos, they know we swerve
let’s get a trap inside brookstown
then shoot a video on chippewa
now it’s just five of us, in the car, we see starr, b_tch, we switch you down
[interlude]
n_gga make me take my f_ckin’ shirt off in this b_tch, man, i’m hot as a b_tch, man
playin’ with me b_tch, man, n_gga be playin’ with me
like i’m a b_tch or somethin’, n_gga
b_tch, i shoot first, n_gga, i ain’t gotta shoot back ’cause i shoot first, n_gga
b_tch_ass n_gga
better go ask about me, n_gga, better go ask about cos, n_gga
f_ck wrong with you, boy? f_ck your whole clique, n_gga

- p yungin

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