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richboypopin - past niggas lyrics
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[chorus]
i’ll do anything for lil’ baby, the smoke can get passed around like these n_ggas pass cigs
i know you been done wrong, done bogus, but remember i’m not the same n_ggas
i’m not your last n_gga, i’m not the past n_gga, you best hash that n_gga, you best forget that n_gga
or with all disrespect, i’ma dish that n_gga, pull it out, c_ck it back and hit that n_gga
i’ma get my pit bulls to go and sick that n_gga
[verse 1]
these n_ggas keep pullin’ my leg, ironic, i’ma trip that n_gga
these b_tches keep talkin’ sped, ironic, i’ma lisp these n_ggas
these b_tches keep pullin’ my dreads, ironic, my b_tch’ll twist these b_tches
get rid of these b_tches
amazon, we ship thеse b_tches
kakarot, we fist thеse n_ggas
cap or not, we dish these n_ggas
cap or not, you wanna know so bad, then come and find out
i keep a tool on me, best believe i’m protectin’ my house
best believe i’m ten toes when i’m standin’ my ground
feel like chris breezy baby, i’m finna stomp the ground
my bad, i’m finna stomp the yard
sippin’ on that wokhart, quick to finish soon as i start
you can’t play me, i’m quick to play my cards
you can’t play me, just play your lil’ part
you ain’t even the side character, you ain’t even part of this big ass plot
baby, got a big_ass plot, come hop on my moped
baby, i’m not these other n_ggas, i be bringin’ motion
baby, i’m not these other n_ggas, beatin’ they sh_t to onlyfans
money my only lotion, rub it on me
baby, you got a big_ass forehead, get to touchin’ on me
[chorus]
i’ll do anything for lil’ baby, the smoke can get passed around like these n_ggas pass cigs
i know you been done wrong, done bogus, but remember i’m not the same n_ggas
i’m not your last n_gga, i’m not the past n_gga, you best hash that n_gga, you best forget that n_gga
or with all disrespect, i’ma dish that n_gga, pull it out, c_ck it back and hit that n_gga
i’ma get my pit bulls to go and sick that n_gga
[verse 2]
sick em’, 223’s it hit him
my aim too accurate, lil’ baby, best believe i won’t miss him
my homie will f_ck his b_tch after he dead, she won’t miss him
his homie sayin’ rip, ironic, the gun really did rip him
you’d think i had a mistletoe the way it kissed him
you really think i miss a hoe, i never hit em’
i don’t like these p_ssy n_ggas, and i never been one
pullin’ up with my ray_bans, i’m matchin’ that denim
always chillin’ with my slime, we stuck together like venom
yeah, we stuck, stuck, stuck, what b say, if it’s up, then it’s up
walk up in the club throwin’ hunnid, no dubs
i got loads of cash, might as well call it rugs
i need some band aids countin’ up too much with my thumbs
whoa, cutthroat, cuz said he got the hunchos
i’ve been makin buckets, can’t f_ck with no bucko
started makin’ a ruckus, about a month ago
workin’ my ass off, so i don’t gotta work for like a month or so
but i’ma still work my ass off, oh, i’ma be able to brag, oh
brag on these hoes, brag on the f_ck_n_ggas that didn’t think i would blow
now i’m livin’ the dream with my b_tch, oh, but she not no b_tch
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