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stackonit music - 2016 xxl freshman cypher كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: gius wrld]
rest in power, it’s all about power
squeeze two lemons together and really all you’ll have is sour
diesel, n_ggas’ll smoke your ass to have the juice
riding around in an all black coupe
couple of pigeons that’s ready to shoot, sh_t
ducking and bucking and dodging and dropping
with 48 ounces and cigarette b_tts
f_cking around with the up echelon
they will turn you to cubes and i hope you be gone
envelope, overload, cranium overdose
denny cascade, what the f_ck is the halves
cl!ck clack, get powed, b_tch, it’s a wrap
tiеrra my witness, i pray for a nap
youngin’ and restless, rеturn with a past
key in ignition, foot on the gas
none of you n_ggas is acting that jab
gold t__th in the glock and a cybertech mask
ring gun, particles, turn you into molecules
planet shrooms, planet shrooms, i’ll take you to my panic room

[verse 2: lil trudeau & emanthekid]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
all these n_ggas stealin’ my style, can i get my flow back?
yeah, bop on that b_tch like kodak
yeah, b_tch, you know that
yeah, i push your sh_t all back (woop, woop)
told that b_tch i got money, ayy (woop)
countin’ them hundreds, it’s nothing, ayy
told that lil’ b_tch i got money, ayy
told that lil’ b_tch that’s it nothing, ayy (skrrt, skrrt, tied)
hit that b_tch right from the back, she got turkey, i knock out that b_tch like it’s stuffing, yeah (skrrt, skrrt, tied, okay!)
told that lil’ b_tch that i’m with it
told that lil’ b_tch that i’m with it
ayy, wait, 21, lil boat, yeah (win)
denzel curry cut your throat, yeah (yeah)
kodak do the most, yeah (win)
told that lil’ b_tch i got all the money (uh)
i swear this sh_t is just nothing (uh)
i just be dancin’ right up on that b_tch, yeah
what you be stuntin’?
[verse 3: elijah $tack]
that boy not gang, no, that boy not my friend
i hang with my gang, the same gang that felt all of my pain
when i was struggling through the rain
when i had no guap with no ice
wasn’t no food but rice
all of these b_tches they want me but they get one night
f_ck ’em, i give a f_ck what you sayin’
b_tch homie know i ain’t playing
i’m ’bout my fetty
sailing team armored, we ready
f_ck up that homie if he talk out too heavy
i’m ’bout it, chains on my neck cost me twenty
look at your diamonds
your diamonds look cloudy, they fake
young homie in the gucci stans
f_ck with me if you wanna die
young homie, i don’t wear no suit and ties
f_ck no
lil boat!

[verse 4: bogwandyy & elijah $tack]
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
i sent my b_tch to the store ‘cause we ran out of soda (what?)
b_tch, i’m tryna cook this yola (21)
hundred round drum on the bottom of that sh_t (do_do_do_do_do)
chop a n_gga down like a f_cking lawnmower
ak_47 ’round my motherf_cking shoulder (21)
pull up in a rover, then i pulled off on a fisker
pulled up on your b_tch, she sucked my d_ck
and then you kissed her (godd_mn)
young savage, b_tch
and i don’t play ’round with them swishers (hmm?)
i just smoke them woods (yeah)
b_tch, i’m from the hood (yeah)
zone 6, bouldercrest road, you can’t go there
21 gang, b_tch, yeah (21, 21, 21)
i’m in nyc, i think i got a f_cking show there (yeah)
hold up, rollie on my wrist
rollie on my b_tch (what?), 30 on my waist (what?)
30 to your face (yeah), 60 to your face (yeah)
90 to your face (yeah), that’s a closed case (yeah)
you an old hitta, man, you washed up
young savage, man, i got my car washed up
pulled up on a motherf_cking n_gga, wrapped up (yeah)
then i pulled up in a motherf_cking brink’s truck
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
[verse 5: emanthekid]
now who the f_ck picked this lil sorry ass beat
i’m from the ugly corner man them lil sorry ass streets
d_mn homie, i’m the one who let yo starving ass eat
you was hungry, i ain’t have to let yo sorry ass eat
my cousin g wayne got out for manslaughter last week
gave my dog a buck_fifty that ___ brought me back three
i’m a— get up all in them cheeks ta
they dead fly

- stackonit music

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