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teejayx6 - dumps & pins كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(trapboy3k)
(come on)

[verse]
sittin’ in the spot, watchin’ for raid vans on the camera (spot)
n0body cop no weed from you ’cause you got f_ckin’ bammer (lame_ass n_gga)
play me on my money, beat your head in with a hammer (beat your head)
free my dog, they got that n_gga locked up in the f_ckin’ slammer (what the f_ck?)
hit the road with gift cards and ride past atlanta (road)
i just got some juice, i’m ’bout to pour this sh_t up in a fanta (come on)
n_ggas be scared to buy some sauce from me ’cause i’m a f_ckin’ scammer (tahaha)
even though the jugg say, “this our last,” i’m still gon’ f_ckin’ scam her
i bought some fire_ass weed online and it was all exotics
tried to pay my bills with a slide, got kicked out of erotic
when my first piece said approved, i got so excited
i just got some fire dumps and pins, i’m ’bout to go and try it
your piece is so f_ckin’ ass, i wouldn’t even try it
a n_gga sold you some burned_out bins, why the f_ck you buy it? (f_ckin’ lame)
boy, that’s a petty_ass loss, why the f_ck you cryin’?
my opps keep sneak dissin’, that’s the reason that y’all f_ckin’ dyin’ (just wait)
my first piece ain’t hit, so i’ma keep tryin’
i’m ’bout to throw these gift cards, i think i hear sirens (oh sh_t)
my piece approved, signed my signature as miley cyrus
i got ten vpns on, i gotta keep sh_t private (they can’t find me)
somebody need to come and get they b_tch, she tryna grab my private
had to stash my fake id in the trunk ’cause they tried to find it
used to bring my strap to the class, i ain’t need a binder
a b_tch gon’ let me put some phones in her name, i just need to find her (thank you)
let a b_tch try to run off with my money and they gon’ have to find her (don’t do that)
just sent a dm to your b_tch, i’m tryna get behind her
don’t let me catch a n_gga slippin’, i’ma creep behind him (just watch)
boy, we know you ain’t really ’bout that life, you just be around it
they say it take one bin to get rich, but i think i found it
i hate swipin’ in certain stores ’cause it be too crowded (f_ckin’ hate it)
i’m done f_ckin’ with young hoes ’cause they be too childish
h_lluva trippin’, n_gga talkin’ ’bout his beat two thousand (what the f_ck?)
vpn on when i surf the dark web, browsin’
i was just chillin’ with them haitian n_ggas down in broward
talkin’ behind another n_gga back, boy, you a coward (f_ckin’ p_ssy)
i got a new ar, that b_tch longer than dwight howard (that b_tch long)
you can knock a p_ssy n_gga out with the right power
i got this one method where i make two_fifty every hour (that b_tch crazy)
i see a different p_ssy n_gga hatin’ on me every hour
keep them og ‘bows to yourself, boy, ’cause that sh_t f_ckin sour (that sh_t ass)
makin’ dirty money, i gotta wash this sh_t off in the shower
tryna get rich like that one n_gga off the show power
i sold a n_gga some hit juice in a baby bottle (tahaha)
then sold that same n_gga some fake bins for eight hundred dollars (f_ckin’ lame)

- teejayx6

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