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tbs clout - 205 lyrics
[chorus]
lil country boy from the 205
i put the bullet to your brain, that’s a do or die
i like a bad lil b_tch with the big ol’ thighs
i take a whole lotta beef with a side of fries
godd_mn it, i’m ill, i’m the sickest f_ck
i need a range rover and a bentley truck
i do a lil too much, now, i’m out of luck
i got a fine ass b_tch, she gon’ give me suck, d_mn
[verse 1]
early mornin’ drinkin’ at the crack of dawn
bloodstains all on the louis vuitton
sweet lil b_tch, ain’t no pecan
big blue hunnids like admiral thrawn
real short life, better count your days
real strict god, better watch your ways
lost my step, but that’s okay
smokin’ by the cliffs in santa fe
it’s a d_mn good life, try to say your grace
i take a shard of the glass, jam it in your face
i leave you dеad on the scene, but thеre ain’t no trace
i’m headed down to the ground to a real hot place
there ain’t a thing in the world that could hold me back
i stick a blade in your chest, that’s a heart attack
i get a touchdown pass like a quarterback
a lil broke boy need his quarter back
[chorus]
lil country boy from the 205
i put the bullet to your brain, that’s a do or die
i like a bad lil b_tch with the big ol’ thighs
i take a whole lotta beef with a side of fries
godd_mn it, i’m ill, i’m the sickest f_ck
i need a range rover and a bentley truck
i do a lil too much, now, i’m out of luck
i got a fine ass b_tch, she gon’ give me suck, d_mn
[verse 2]
champagne drinkin’ at the masquerade
real sweet p_ssy like marmalade
no more friends, done got betrayed
jesus piece, you ain’t even saved
church on fire, better cause a flood
no taste just like christain blood
cigarette smoked down to the bud
lil white boy not from the mud
almost time for the final act
they tryna steal my soul with a contract
i got a switchblade tucked, it don’t retract
i done seen so much, i don’t react
i take a p_ss on your name, that’s all respect
i flex bars on bricks, that disrespect
i like a bad lil b_tch that’s double_decked
i done made so much, i ain’t even checked
[chorus]
lil country boy from the 205
i put the bullet to your brain, that’s a do or die
i like a bad lil b_tch with the big ol’ thighs
i take a whole lotta beef with a side of fries
godd_mn it, i’m ill, i’m the sickest f_ck
i need a range rover and a bentley truck
i do a lil too much, now, i’m out of luck
i got a fine ass b_tch, she gon’ give me suck, d_mn
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