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wizz havinn & lil double 0 – one thing كلمات اغاني

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[intro: wizz havinn]
(ddot cold as a motherf_cker, on god)
f_ck
huh
n_gga, uh, n_gga
super, super wizz
uh, uh

[chorus: wizz havinn]
one thing i know, lil’ bruh, remember what i told ya (‘member what i told ya)
that dope ain’t gon’ be hittin’ on sh_t, that’s too much bakin’ soda (that’s too much bakin’ soda)
my n_ggas strapped like the army, but they ain’t no d_mn soldier (they ain’t no d_mn soldier)
my lil’ hitters ready to jump out the corolla and close your folder (rrr)
big molly rocks on my arm, these b_tches look like baby boulders (baby boulders)
put a cuban around my arm and then my pockets got a lil’ swoler (got a lil’ swoler)
mindframe a lil’ different, a young n_gga just gettin’ older (just gettin’ older)
i ain’t playin’ games no more, b_tch, i done broke the remote controller (f_ck)

[verse 1: wizz havinn]
f_ck ’round and bust out a chinchilla in the winter when it get colder (yeah)
these f_ck n_ggas ’round here still trippin’, i swear they done got bolder (what the f_ck?)
we posted up at a jugg house, they smokin’, that’s why i got an odor (real sh_t)
don’t act like this sh_t shockin’, f_ck n_gga, i swear i told ya (on god)

[interlude: wizz havinn]
told you n_ggas i—
dumb_ass n_gga
told you n_ggas i was finna go up (i ain’t just wizz no more, man)
what, y’all thought that sh_t was a game? (this sh_t super)
heard me? (super)
super, super, super
[verse 2: wizz havinn]
they thought the trap was dead, well, b_tch, we brang it back (brang it back)
doin’ all that yappin’ like you up, n_gga, that’s your brother sack (n_gga)
ain’t no rap cap or no trap cap, i really flipped bubba packs (n_gga, uh)
you be comin’ ’round on that weird sh_t and i ain’t with none of that (get the f_ck from ’round, n_gga)
you real tender about that lil’ b_tch, you can have that runner back (give her back right now)
give my lil’ n_gga a whole thing, you know he bring it back (yeah)
on god, i was too deep in the streets, i thought i would never rap (swear to god, n_gga)
n_ggas died ’cause they ain’t on beat, that’s why i never lack (brrr)

[chorus: wizz havinn]
one thing i know, lil’ bruh, remember what i told ya (n_gga)
that dope ain’t gon’ be hittin’ on sh_t, that’s too much bakin’ soda (n_gga, uh)
my n_ggas strapped like the army, but they ain’t no d_mn soldier (uh_uh)
my lil’ hitters ready to jump out the corolla and close your folder
big molly rocks on my arm, these b_tches look like baby boulders (boulder)
put a cuban around my arm and then my pockets got a lil’ swoler (my sh_t rose)
mindframe a lil’ different, a young n_gga just gettin’ older (yeah)
i ain’t playin’ games no more, b_tch, i done broke the remote controller (n_gga, uh)

[verse 3: lil double 0]
uh, one thing i know, lil’ bruh
if he get the fire, he a soldier for war
try me like offseason
chrome heart fiend, the raw got ’em fiendin’ for more
plenty pie, can get a ghost
pourin’ up codeine, i’m toast
n_ggas playin’ them games, lil’ slime come through and walk down, get ’em over
i don’t remember her name, just number
every b_tch i hit, make a runner, n_gga
we can get it cheaper, he don’t waste a number
if you get rich off bricks, put your arm up
now you got switch on you, ride with that run_up
up with the fire ’til you die, get touched
today, go plain, but tomorrow, go bust
i might trap in a range rover, bulletproof truck
ayy, this molly beat like boulders
fiends pass out dope like ebola
he headshot him ’cause he wasn’t focused
knock his head straight off his shoulders
one thing i know, lil’ bruh
if he get the fire, he gon’ blow it for war, just spray
walk a n_gga down with the pole
walk a n_gga down, we gon’ hop out, man down, ayy, n_gga
[outro: wizz havinn]
playin’ games with you n_ggas’ ass no more, man
press the gas, man
super pressin’, man
full_court pressin’, no half_court pressin’
yeah, mmm
f_ck

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