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intro - ak tarantino lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ctrl, sauce it up

[chorus]
bossin’ him up if he think i’m a b*tch
got that .38 special, it’s knockin’ off flims
came from the bottom, way deep in the bin
keep the family around, i ain’t f*ckin’ with friends
if you want smoke, then we lightin’ the bic
i got bodies and bodies all up on the list
i see a opp, then he meetin’ my tens
we gon’ stomp the b*tch out just for makin’ a diss

[verse]
i make ’em back down when i hop on the beat
opp tried to run, so i shot at his feat
peelin’ him back, lay him down in the street
he ain’t talkin’ no more when that bl!ck hit his t**th
flippin’ a bag, get it gone in a week
tryna get in, it’s gon’ cost you a fee
chase that boy down the block, hit the back of his knee
got duffels and duffels of promethazine
ayy (ayy) yeah (yеah)
all of that talkin’, i can’t even hear it
gеt a lil’ crazy when i get to steerin’
i’m back*to*back, give a f*ck what you hearin’
i walk in the crib, get away ’cause i’m clearin’
birkin my b*tch and a bag on my [?]
ayy (ayy), ayy (ayy)
ayy (ayy), yeah, yeah
birkin my b*tch, she in the crib, and she twerkin’ and sh*t
put the whip and reverse, and take off in this sh*t
got a bad yellow bone, she as bad as it gets
ayy (ayy), bad as it gets
kickin’ her out, and she throwin’ a fit
don’t want the smoke, the mechanical big
got a beam and a switch, it’ll take off your lid
[interlude]
ayy, ctrl, sauce it up

- ak tarantino lyrics

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