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stitches - get paid lyrics
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[intro]
hahahaha!
mustard on the beat, ho
[hook]
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
play with my money and you gettin’ sprayed
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
you can throw dirt on my name
but imma put more dirt on your grave
[verse 1]
i heard that boy talkin’ negative about me
wait ’til i see that f-ck boy in the county
i’m a type of goon to put a bounty on ya
i’ll have you dead in ten minutes if i really want ya
tmi gang, it’s my f-ckin’ squad
i’m sellin’ kilos but i can never get a job
no sir, that was never me
but i can be your boss and i can front you a ki
you better pay me back on time, boy
before my gun get’s up on the line, boy
you know that i stay with them extendo’s
i’ll shoot a rapper quick at his own show
from a microphone, to a funeral
hatin’ -ss fool, man, you gotta go
i’m a menace to society
i’m a drug dealer with variety
[hook]
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
play with my money and you gettin’ sprayed
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
you can throw dirt on my name
but imma put more dirt on your grave
[verse 2]
i can see your heart beat through your white tee
i’m the wrong person to make your enemy
don’t do it, i’m tellin’ you
it’s a good night, i ain’t tryna be shootin’ you
you don’t want problems
i’m the definition of a problem
twenty-five murders and they still can’t solve ’em
f-ck first forty-eight
if i k!lled somebody, i don’t leave a clue
i k!lled your homeboy, what you gonna do?
nothin’, stop, stop frontin’
you can have a strap but you still shootin’ nothin’
shut your motherf-cking mouth, you ain’t never been a g
when they talkin’ about greatness, they talkin’ about me
bury me in a gold casket
even dead, i’m still real flashin’
[hook]
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
play with my money and you gettin’ sprayed
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
you can throw dirt on my name
but imma put more dirt on your grave
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
let a young hitta get paid
play with my money and you gettin’ sprayed
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
i bet you can’t dodge my bullets
you can throw dirt on my name
but imma put more dirt on your grave
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