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baptized 2! - aa2x! lyrics

(intro)
ugh
f*ck n*gga
b*tch ass n*gga, i swear to god y’all n*ggas hoes
(y’all pulled up on me, i woulda seen y’all n*ggas ’cause i was outside pus*)

(verse)
ugh* ugh
ha* had to stash some bread for rainy days and rainy nights
you* you see pablo put on mask, and that’s a scary sight
cr* creepin’ through the dark i’m tryna him see the light
f*ck* f*ck a chain, b*tch i got guns that shine like moissanite
f*ck* f*ck 12, they locked us up, ain’t try to read our rights
i’m tryna send that n*gga up, he said he’s scared of heights
ugh* ugh, ugh, ugh
hold up, ugh
i* in this b*tch head like lice
i* i ain’t stoppin’, don’t put on them lights
he* he get wet, go put him in rice
ni* n*ggas eatin’, they turn into mice
want a blunt, make sure that it’s spice
g* gta, let’s go on a heist
cop a pint then pour in a sprite
mi* migo short him, hе finna call ice
dum* dumbest thing yo’ ass could do is count me out
i* i got switch up on this b*tch, i just tell bro to point ‘еm out
you* you keep lookin’ for them real n*ggas, but all they ass got out
you pop ‘yo lips, i pop them guns (hm) you not what i’m about
u*uh, ugh
gra* grab the switch and get to spinnin’ at the crowd
d* don’t know ’bout esco, b*tch get the f*ck down
slide to the boot, you get turned to a pound
i miss the planet, i put you in ground
put* put on a muzzle; it won’t make a sound
a* arp sh*ll catcher, it sn*tch every round
cir* circle the block, enemy inbound
fu* f*ck mother’s day, i make yo’ momma frown
told him get up, now i’m grabbin’ the pound
sayin’ you lost, let’s see how you found
ni* n*gga, let’s see how we getcha
this sh*t flash take you out the picture
wake up and pray, i’m readin’ the scripture
i* i pray to start my day, cause the devil awaits
got* gotta pray everything that i get today don’t get taken away
pray* praying even when the world on my back, they gotta come and take the weight
pra* pray when i’m lost ’cause all i’m really tryna do is find a way
i just wanna get high and fly away
don’t feel myself, told him, “stay away.”
lone island, i’m a castaway
on his block till he pass away
gritty ass n*gga get put on a plate
i’m in the field like i play for the saints
said he gon pop me, but he know he can’t
2*2x the sargent you not on my rank
swi* swiping these logs, i’m breaking the bank
(r*real deal swoopa sh*t get emotional b*tch)

- aa2x lyrics

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