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wannabe (intro) - ak tarantino & d.b chapo lyrics

[intro]
all the wannabe people
if you wanna be a rapper
listen to us

[verse 1: ak tarantino, d.b chapo]
you a wannabe, it ain’t funny, [?] look like a [?] to me
i got plenty with my second cousin, push a dozen g’s
from the trap, [?] murderers, they got some [?]
my brother bl**dy, throw that five all in your face and push the p
you a wannabe, i popped out with this big stick and gun on me
spin the [?] needle, how they k!llin’ people front of me
illegal draco, evil fifty, semi*legal, f*ck with me
my twin turbo double [?], louis bag on both [?] (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: d.b chapo]
you was d*ckridin’, they just wanna be like me, can’t f*ck with that
i’ma light the boy and flamе him, burn him like a book of wax
me and ak matchin’ dookie logs, wе pourin’ cups of act’
he be lyin’ out his mouth, i shot his [?]
fully rubber bullets, got them hollows in the mag’
i be pushin’ in the super, the turbo got [?]
in the back, i’m bustin’ down, b*tch, i’m pullin’ them panties back
she keep screamin’ out my name, i think chapo gon’ be a dad, what?
ayy, this the game plan
walk in with the glock and the dookie log in the same hand
i’m too f*ckin’ high on the job, i need the ray*bans
take apart your limbs like we playin’ a game of hangman
i ain’t into playin’ games, but i make one like activision
i be fallin’ for the trap when i get with attractive women
call of duty up your rover, got explosive ammunition
i can’t fall back on the brodies, completin’ this active mission
know we gon’ make it through the struggle, ain’t partin’ ways, actin’ different
know my brothers, we gon’ make it through anything that come with it
got some benji’s in the safe, and the rest of my money liquid
second cousin push a dozen g’s, flippin’ it every minute
ayy, i put ten up on your head like i was coppin’ me a battle pass
crack a chip up on the mic, and see his whip on apple maps
my whip super green, got orange hairs, it look like apple jacks
did you take the pint out the bottom of my new saddleback, b*tch?
they say, “oh my f*ckin’ god, he did”
[verse 3: ak tarantino]
one of them boys tried to cross the line, but he won’t walk again
[?] in the mall, i bet all of them [?] gon’ shop again
forty*ball inside my pocket, i caught it, now chapo droppin’ it
hmm*mm, he gon’ tackle like he chris jones
i caught that boy laughin’, i smack him and knock his lips off
chapo brought the strap, and i’m packin’ a pack of fentanyl
he move on, we double back, i want action, they got me p*ssed off
[?] number one to come and get this smoke, don’t think twice [?] front
me and chapo run the road with this glocky, get some bust
me and jerry got pulled over when the cop picked up this musk
if they discontinue wockhardt, i pour a robutuss’

[interlude: ak tarantino]
got a band, f*ck, got a band
d*mn, i gotta, i gotta go [?]
got a band

[verse 4: ak tarantino]
got a band, ran all on his block like a goal
look at the clothes, it’s ricky o when i walk in the store
brand new switch*y, [?] in the back, i nicknamed it bl!ck and stove
if i hit his head with the mac, bet that b*tch will blow
see a dollar on the ground, i pick it up and wipe my nose with it
grown business, open the goyard before your loan endin’
‘fore they put your momma in the ground, i hope the stove hit her
open up your granddaddy urn, and i’ma go smoke with it
[outro]
all the wannabe people
if you wanna be a rapper
listen to us

- ak tarantino d b chapo lyrics

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