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sada baby - katch if you kan lyrics
[chorus]
i guess i’m a hoe n_gga kuz i ain’t f_ckin with em
ain’t really gon’ have no friends when i’m up a million
ain’t gon’ have no friends at all up a couple million
i don’t give a f_ck never been friendly
i got pinot in the cut but he ain’t paying’ attention
unless a n_gga tryna smoke then he up the glizzy
i got b_tch in the building but they are not with me
they just paid a couple hundred to see me get busy
hoes in the front row, shooters in the back
dt on the road know we coming back
pecs in the stash box, lean in the cabinet
little baby can’t ride she and really savage
[verse]
real rich hood n_gga couple t__th missin’
i’m 3 rps in and my t__th jittin’
i get top side in and i’m remixin’
you but step on work straight from me n_gga
i say, i pop percocet 10’s then i drill a b_tch
you pop percocet 10’s make a thriller vid
i say, i sip lean cuz my body loves the feel of it
you sip k_roll lean and you still love it
lil hit drank sippin’ no money gettin ass n_gga
i’m a big bank sho’ money gettin ass n_gga
i beat you ass make you b_tch beat you b_tch ass
nah imma get this cash goyard thats the big bag n_gga
dz brand new ar ain’t got not kick back n_gga
drako take you on a ride like it’s six flags n_gga
where yo b_tch? nah you can’t get yo b_tch back n_gga
nah you big mad matter_a_fact, you sick mad n_gga
and she ate the d_ck for free, i ain’t not trick ass n_gga
got you in yo feeling, i’m a throw you in a trick bag n_gga
every pistol on my n_gga is the big kind, quick kind
make em stand up n_gga sit down
b_tch we all play with sticks like it’s the e_league
all you n_ggas shoot but barley hit you in the d_league
my foreign b_tch call me skuba stevbe
got a real life joseline the hoe in 3d
nah i’m just talking sh_t
but you can’t leave the b_tch around me be done bought the b_tch
i can’t leave the hoe ‘round joc he be done off the b_tch
i knew you seen her on the block, i say you saw the b_tch
you bet not walk up on this porch
we’ll knock you off of it
p_ssy know we droppin sh_t
you know how we rockin b_tch
long live yg fat_baby
know we rockin sh_t
shoot like luka doncic b_tch
bout to do a lot of sh_t
f_ck a n_gga baby mama till she don’t know how to sit, till she don’t know how to move
i can’t take her best friend convertible ain’t got no room
i been actin dumb as h_ll since i came up out the womb
middle finger to the doctor told him i’m a f_cking fool
told him i’m a f_ckin goon
mr. make the motherf_ckin choppa boom
mr. f_ck yo auntie till she cook a lot of food
mr. shoot the house up till they gotta move dawg
then double back and spray a n_gga u_haul
he a b_tch but he ain’t guess that’s that n_gga ru_paul
i ain’t going back and forth skuba duval
we got sticks and 8 b_lls at the pool hall
trap keep a strap on him he’ll knock yo shoes off
now n_gga let me cool off big blood
b_tch let me bool off
choppa got the boolin on him knocked his boffy smooth off
too tall big 40 on me make him too small
hoorah gang celebrating kuz we knew y’all
n_ggas over there was too soft knock his roof off
raise the roof, get the juice off, we can shoot y’all
or scr_ppin big boot y’all big ru_dolph
red dot with the boyard
lil boot l!cka
we’ll stomp n_ggas
reppin ? we’ll jump n_ggas
i’m columbus short with this pump
make him crump with it
lil’. jon with this headband i get krunk with it
big ugk with it
leave ten n_gga slumped with it
i’m sick with it and the bay go dumb with it
throw the ones with me nah n_gga
bringing guns with me
can’t trust n_ggas first thought be to bust n_ggas (huh)
[chorus]
i guess i’m a hoe n_gga kuz i ain’t f_ckin with em
ain’t really gon’ have no friends when i’m up a million
ain’t gon’ have no friends at all up a couple million
i don’t give a f_ck never been friendly
i got pinot in the cut but he ain’t paying’ attention
unless a n_gga tryna smoke then he up the glizzy
i got b_tch in the building but they are not with me
they just paid a couple hundred to see me get busy
hoes in the front row, shooters in the back
dt on the road know we coming back
pecs in the stash box, lean in the cabinet
little baby can’t ride she and really savage
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