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veeze - free shiest lyrics
[intro]
(d_mn, tye, you made this b_tch too?)
you dig?
(the f_ck got into you?)
they dig what i’m sayin’, man
shout out my lil’ brothers too
[verse 1]
i really got that big blrrrd like 30 and shiesty (blrrrd)
i really was part of the brick squad before i met so icy (burr)
he tried to shop, we took his ass, he greener than a heini’ (yeah)
couldn’t give that n_gga no verse, ’cause i ain’t want his ass to like me (f_ck that n_gga)
i’m rockin’ all these skateboard shoes ’cause i been grindin’ (yeah)
i been ballin’ for a minute, ain’t got no job like i’m tommy (yeah)
i’m pullin’ the off_white off the stove, top ramen (what?)
i’m pullin’ the off_white off the stove, top ramen (skrrt, skrrt)
if i show this b_tch this money, she gon’ go from nice to naughty (yeah)
i’m the head of the family now, i feel like mike from godfather (no cap)
i’m off them drugs, i doubled up, i feel like oscar robertson (woo)
this lil’ b_tch dig my swag so much, i d_mn near could hide a body (woo)
we ain’t even f_ck your b_tch, we used her p_ssy hide narcotics (yeah)
press that n_gga so hard, he d_mn near wanna stop the violence (yeah)
i’m thinkin’ ’bout k!llin’ the boss and takin’ his place, john gotti (slime)
i’m rockin’ the buffs on tint so i can see who don’t like my posse (see y’all n_ggas)
all the sh_t in my pocket blue just like an m_box roxy (yeah)
i f_cked her and cut her off, she screamin’, “i hate you,” like taraji (i hate you)
he so sick ’bout his b_tch, he tellin’ n_ggas he gon’ rob ’em (what?)
i sold dope with my daddy and turned in giffies with my mommy
why the f_ck y’all lil’ n_ggas out here wastin’ y’all time shootin’ up housing?
man, i hope that b_tch don’t fall in love, my heart like the rocky mountains (yeah)
she like how i spread that money, it get her wetter than dasani (what?)
i taught this n_gga so much, i should be working at a college
[interlude]
this ain’t—
[verse 2]
i ain’t the type of n_gga to be comin’ for
i been major league, stealin’ bases and runnin’ home
i done drove through a lot of states with that motherload
trust me, n_gga, i would’ve knew your name if it was something to know
that last lil’ money you got to your name in my styrofoam
ever since your b_tch linked up with gang, she cut off her phone
you better have an army when you come, boy, don’t slide alone
i’m a real lord, silly threats hit my funny bone
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