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to i yawn - 3o$ama lyrics

[intro:quisactive]
(tr*tra*trap money biggie)
uhhuh
unfortunately, you f*ckin’ wit’ one man
drum man
(this is petro gang)

[verse 1: quisactive]
run up and get hit by a bomb
i’m with a brownskin b*tch and she bad
we hit the store, she be picking that don
i got so many bags, i can start up a farm
i ain’t toting no semi, i’ll knock off your arm
with this b*tch in my palm, b*tch, i feel like lebron
we get that sh*t in then we get that sh*t gone
3 confiscate ice, don’t get that sh*t p*wned
i bet you we’ll sit on this b*tch to i yawn
come get you a load, come get you a bar
that fat sh*t on me, right under my arm
got drac’ and the blatt and i’m riding wit’ osama
she diggin’ my drip, i be chasing them commas
them n*ggas be cap they don’t never come step
im f*cking wit’ 3, we might slide out a vec
when i’m in the city, i’m moving wit’ blatt
how the f*ck is you dissin’? the f*ck is yo hats?
im f*cking your b*tch, ball her up on the couch
you up more than 20, might run in your house
its a chase on the north, take they ass to the south
stick my cleat in the dirt, put that b*tch in your mouth
[verse 2: 3o$ama]
that b*tch had a b*tt but her stomach a pouch
i’ll bring me a blanket to sit on your house
fat sh*t blowing, he start screaming “ouch”
get on one knee with this b*tch and i crouch
i ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ bruh ’cause he turned to a mouse
sh*t really get deep, get you cracked for a ounce
sh*t really get deep, get you cracked for a p
hop out with a p, n*ggas quick on they feet
he got shot and ain’t spin, i ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ [?]
i’ll go through the o looking sweet in the jeep
got shot in his stomach, he can’t even eat
two tapping that blatt, n*ggas shuffle they feet
n*ggas riding the bench, where the f*ck is your cleats?
put a opp in a hemp and he f*cked up my sheet

wip

- 3oama lyrics

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