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​sadboyshaq - ​solo. lyrics

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[chorus]
n_gga died ’bout a typo
f_ck what i said before, boy, i don’t need no white ho
hk up on my f_ckin’ hip, gon’ give ’em lipo’
hit the block, three days out the whip, spinnin’ like the cyclone
they listen to my lyrics, they call me a psycho
hit the b_tch one time, i gotta go, i tell her “bye, ho”
b_tch, i need the first class, my n_gga, i can’t fly coach
i’m not in concrete boys, but i’m the f_ckin’ boat
he ain’t drake, make his head turn like [half?] b_tch (like a [half?] b_tch)
they n_ggas robbin’ in the bank, come here, a thous’, b_tch
spendin’ through an unreleased, hit him with a brown switch
so when you see me you better duck ’cause i got low sh_t
my boy gon’ serve you up, just like some allahu sh_t
yo’ b_tch in the penthouse, top floor, she gettin’ pounded
they push the plan, and they like “d_mn, you gotta a low b_tch”
i seen his body, left that sh_t, yeah, where i found it

[verse]
straight profits, n_gga, are we stayin’ with the solo cups
drankin’ and smokin’, poppin’ pills until i’m throwin’ up
oh sh_t, he ain’t believe, i might aswell just show him some’
i need a bean, b_tch, i’m a fein like my name was rotunda
uh, kidnap your mans, i tell ’em “stay quiet” (stay quiet)
but i’ve insist to have a girl, i feel like i’m bray wyatt
you [?] got the lo’, n_gga, spin it, boy, you stay lyin’ (stay lyin’)
i’m tryna dunk with twentyfour just like i’m kobe bryant
i break the [?] for that b_tch just like a fire hydrant
and i ain’t even pull the trigger, n_gga, why you cryin’?
i told her “b_tch, don’t call my phone ’cause i got it on silent”
i’m spinnin’ through, shoot through the tesla, it’s on autopilot
i’m tryna k!ll everybody, it’s like got a war
found with that n_gga, work [?] then burn down the store
“you know how to get a n_gga k!lled?”, huh, of course
i get a n_gga burnt split ’cause he with the court
i’m tryna pass the money out, i feel like mrbeast
i might just skeet up on your b_tch, give her the money seed
you pick your mans up, i heard this an emergency
they do them all with hoes, n_gga froze, move urgently
you movin’ with the dope, n_gga slow, had a dirty v
unknown k!ller, n_gga never heard of me
it’s not a joke, they burned his clothes, they gave him third degree
i heard they shot your baby in the face, that lil’ boy turned to three
[chorus]
n_gga died ’bout a typo
f_ck what i said before, boy, i don’t need no white ho
hk up on my f_ckin’ hip, gon’ give ’em lipo’
hit the block, three days out the whip, spinnin’ like the cyclone
they listen to my lyrics, they call me a psycho
hit the b_tch one time, i gotta go, i tell her “bye, ho”
b_tch, i need the first class, my n_gga, i can’t fly coach
i’m not in concrete boys, but i’m the f_ckin’ boat
he ain’t drake, make his head turn like [half?] b_tch (like a [half?] b_tch)
they n_ggas robbin’ in the bank, come here, a thous’, b_tch
spendin’ through an unreleased, hit him with a brown switch
so when you see me you better duck ’cause i got low sh_t
my boy gon’ serve you up, just like some allahu sh_t
yo’ b_tch in the penthouse, top floor, she gettin’ pounded
they push the plan, and they like “d_mn, you gotta a low b_tch”
i seen his body, left that sh_t, yeah, where i found it

[intro]
(huh, this my best work)
(this my best work, come up, make the guapp twerk)
(ewh, make that guapp twerk, n_gga, make the guapp twerk)

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