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lirik lagu idgaf – 42 dugg

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[intro]
big 4
i’m for real
you’re tellin’ me you built a time machine?

[verse]
keep the sleaze runnin’, keep the jeans comin’
what they chargin’ now?
ayy, i don’t give a f*ck but i want forty*five
come get some p*ssy up, yeah, megan, i’m tory ass (yeah)
thirty*twos, forty*nines, crx is pourin’ lines
tryna fold, borderline, these n*ggas geekin’
he only brought fifty k, well, how you want a feature? (f*ck off)
what’s your name? nice to meet ya, this for val and tameeka
this for lost soul, hard n*gga, heart cold
b*tch, i grew up with a burner code (yeah)
now i get a mill’ a check, call me darko (yeah)
five thousand my business, chanel styrofoam with the pearl glasses (pearl glasses)
switch on a bl!ck, free ric, we still active (free ric)
all my sh*t slap in the condos, the mattresses
taylor keep throwin’ tantrums, mad that i’m a bachelor
mad that i got b*tches, mad that i’m that n*gga
baby, get out your feelings, in february, we trippin’
roll life, i miss my old life, lemme show you what that road life
fetti, bricks in seeing five to a 6’10”, i’m the sh*t still (yeah)
who care if he don’t hold it down ’cause my b*tch will
maybach, maybach with the big wheel
seven million, all cash, that was this deal (huh)
make a b*tch get off her ass, come and drive for me
since we talkin’ ’bout ms, i got nine of ’em
me and onika sellin’ reefer in a five*seater
ain’t sellin’ your sh*t, i ain’t sellin’ mines neither (nope)
now it’s your time reaper, money man, mr. two hunnid grams
he like that gray sh*t, i only f*ck with tan
[chorus]
if you a hatin’ b*tch, no, we can’t link (f*ck off)
if you a hoe n*gga, don’t come around me (at all)
i got my own n*ggas (yeah), i don’t miss crowd skeet (yeah)
n*ggas be foul, chief (b*tch), hold me down t (ha)
if you a hatin’ b*tch, no, we can’t link (f*ck off)
if you a hoe n*gga, don’t come around me (at all)
i got my own n*ggas, i don’t miss crowd skeet (yeah)
n*ggas be foul, chief (b*tch), hold me down t (ha)

[outro]
if you a hatin’ b*tch, no, we can’t link (f*ck off)
if you a hoe n*gga, don’t come around me (at all)
i got my own n*ggas, i don’t miss crowd skeet (yeah)
n*ggas be foul, chief (b*tch), hold me down t (ha)

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