babyrisk cold case şarkı sözleri

Uh Bow Bow bow Ay I'm fuckin' with Jozzex If I'm the top off, nigga, let me know We could go to war about it I'ma step on anybody, tell your momma cry about it I tell that hoe to throw that ass for me Shawty, you a wide body Bitch, I condone the violence, tell your brother slide about it They don't like my style but that shit bringin' in them racks, nigga Boy, you a bitch, I say you best to fix your act, nigga Boy, I'm dressed in black shit When I get out, we gon' back shit It's a cold case Bitch, don't ask no questions, once that Mac hit Say, didn't, you are my presets, he gon' leak it shots out the Drac, that nigga leakin I tell you hid that shhh, boy, don't keep on speakin You a fiend, you should be fiendin I make too much, I don't be beefin They say I'm lyin', boy, your broke ass ain't even have enough for my feast It ain't no lie, you's a white dyke, boy, ah You don't tote, no fuckin', iron I could bag that bitch, but I don't wanna I'm the biggest five I tell youngin' hang out at Daytona Till he catch the slime You think that you doin' somethin' with that diss You out your fuckin' mind I don't give two fucks get bout who you call, bitch, you might still die Ay and I had these same shoes on yesterday But I'm still fly Been tryna start the violence, but still got iron You better not fuckin' try Say, you ain't on follow back right now As we speakin', you best not fuckin' lie If I'm the top off, nigga, let me know We could go to war about it I'ma step on anybody, tell your momma cry about it I tell that hoe to throw that ass for me Shawty, you a wide body Bitch, I condone the violence, tell your brother slide about it They don't like my style but that shit bringin' in them racks, nigga Boy, you a bitch, I say you best to fix your act, nigga Boy, I'm dressed in black shit When I get out, we gon' back shit It's a cold case Bitch, don't ask no questions, once that Mac hit They tell me don't even diss him he wan touch me I say, f*ck it, you's a dirty bitch Ayy, f*ck it, we gon' get him too All we do is murder shit Got on my mask, I don't got corona, nigga All I do is purge shit Leave him laid out on the curb, shit, I ain't got no word shit All y'all gon' do is talk that young boy shit Tellin' me to find a flow OG Monique said young boy heard' me I think he gon' sign me, bro So I say, f*ck it, I'm gon' keep it, shit These niggas dick ride bad and come to YB, man, that's evil shit I got my scythe, I'm on some Reaper shit I said, it's me, bitch, it's Double G Y'all be thinkin' God while y'all sleep Bitch, I'm in the streets, tryna catch that other boy Look like a fuckin' clown, tryna get back for a nigga that don't know you, bitch Nigga, stay up in your lane before I catch a bed and roll you, bitch If I'm the top off, nigga, let me know We could go to war about it I'ma step on anybody, tell your momma cry about it I tell that hoe to throw that ass for me Shawty, you a wide body Bitch, I condone the violence, tell your brother slide about it They don't like my style but that shit bringin' in them racks, nigga Boy, you a bitch, I say you best to fix your act, nigga Boy, I'm dressed in black shit When I get out, we gon' back shit It's a cold case Bitch, don't ask no questions, once that Mac hit
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