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sob – k clip كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(link_up)

[chorus: slimmy b]
i ain’t got no type b_tch just call me rae srem
i love a fake ass but i hate a fake b_tch
n_ggas d_ck riding that’s that f_cking g_y sh_t
i don’t trust sh_t caught a f_cking k clip

[verse 1: slimmy b]
i ain’t fifty but i need my money by monday
speeding in that h_llcat not no f_cking hyundai
these n_ggas want beef put ’em on a entree
lil’ baby wanna suck me told her, “maybe one day”
tryna lay a n_gga down when this f_cking gun spray
drippin’ in dior tryna rip the runway
coulda had a rich n_gga but you went the bum way
og tryna f_ck throw it back on tay
in my hood it go down like a f_cking sunset
up another hundred bands still ain’t been a month yet
not a b_tch i can’t hit still ain’t met one yet
you blew a bag on that b_tch, still ain’t hit the buns yet (f_ckin’ nerd)
you ain’t really thuggin’ in these streets i know (i know)
seem n_gga you don’t really want beef i know (i know)
h_lla high in the lab pouring drink by the four
thuggin’ ’til i die give these streets my soul
[chorus: slimmy b]
i ain’t got no type b_tch just call me rae srem
i love a fake ass but i hate a fake b_tch
n_ggas d_ck riding that’s that f_cking g_y sh_t
i don’t trust sh_t but this f_cking k clip
all that gang gang sh_t you n_ggas ain’t wit’
i done parked the benz then a n_gga changed whips
n_gga f_ck you and who the f_ck you came with
i don’t trust sh_t but this f_cking k clip

[verse 2: daboii]
b_tch cl!cked the link up in my bio now she wanna link
you fooling on the gram, that sh_t just big when it’s up on the sink
you ain’t never smelt exotic odor ’cause you n_ggas cheap
two different type of n_ggas in this world, boy you a wolf or sheep?
how you slandering my name but won’t come say it with your chest though?
over here it’s either do the stepping or get stepped on
all these faces blue up in this loaf that’s on the dead locs
if i want ’em dead they doing what i say and i just said so
that gang sh_t y’all barely wit’ it so stop claiming it
living up in h_ll come play with me i’ll have it raining b_tch
if i pop this perc then i’ma f_ck her like i hate the b_tch
one shot up out this glock will turn a pig into some bacon bits
i don’t trust sh_t but this k magazine
sob ain’t pay the way b_tch? stay factories
just left the club and popped some bottles now my bae mad at me
but off the juice i’m charging up like double a batteries
on the gang
[chorus: slimmy b]
i ain’t got no type b_tch just call me rae srem
i love a fake ass but i hate a fake b_tch
n_ggas d_ck riding that’s that f_cking g_y sh_t
i don’t trust sh_t but this f_cking k clip
all that gang gang sh_t you n_ggas ain’t wit’
i done parked the benz then a n_gga changed whips
n_gga f_ck you and who the f_ck you came with
i don’t trust sh_t but this f_cking k clip

- sob

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