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lirik lagu afr6 takeover – bobby tootact

[intro]
(lowkeymali, what’s the word?)
like, n*gga, suck my d*ck
(pradadidit)
n*ggas know we—
mr. dump for the—
baow, grrah
mr. dump for the six

[verse 1]
mama told me to stay out of trouble (like)
beat the odds, n*ggas know you a star (n*ggas know you a star)
fake love, peep that sh*t from afar (peep that sh*t from afar)
how you claim you my brother? you ain’t step in that car (baow, baow, baow, you ain’t step in that car)
and this is for anyone jackin’ the 6 (stop jackin’ the 6)
you better slide or provide, pick your part (pick your part, n*gga)
don’t like what i said? then stay out the mix (on god, grrah, grrah)
and my loyalty stand, don’t play with my hearts (don’t play with my hearts)

[chorus]
i’m in the spot tryna see what’s the word (what’s the word?)
i was yellin’ out, “ski,” ’cause he claims he a bird (grrah, grrah, on god)
twenty deep, four knocks when we in the function (baow, baow, baow)
opps walk in the spot, then i’m uppin’ it first (baow, baow, baow)
top one underrated, came up from the dirt (like, what?)
now, she tryna lift up her skirt (now she tryna lift up her skirt)
too tact’ in the spot, can’t give out no addy
’cause that’s how ya n*gga get hurt (like, word to my deads)
[verse 2]
n*ggas be usin’ fake pages to comment
got a b*tch from the ‘gram, she gave me the drop (like, what?)
even on finsta, i got a b*tch watchin’ (word to my deads)
don’t think with your d*ck, that’s how you get got (don’t think with your d*ck)
could’ve did what to— y’all think we forgot? (baow)
tryna loaf with a miss, you forgot you got opps? (how the f*ck you forget?)
he thought he was f*ckin’ ’til he seen the guys
he was kissin’ on miss, now he kissin’ this shot (grrah)
word to bro, i took trips, they ain’t give me no credit (they ain’t give me no credit)
and, no, she can’t stay if she ain’t kick a debit (she ain’t kick a debit?)
i was on 16th, i been waitin’ to squeeze (like, grrah, grrah)
but life ain’t give me no lemons (it ain’t give me no lemons)
heard he smokin’ on lay, can’t believe that he said it (can’t believe that he said it)
ain’t sh*t to be said, i just had to address it (grrt, baow, baow)
sh*t ain’t over ’til all of y’all dead (baow, baow, baow, baow)
like, why n*ggas callin’ my phone tryna dead it?
three gz deep when we go ot (when we go ot)
towns too hot, gotta stay lowkey (baow)
stop dissin’ on deady, this sh*t’ll get deadly (this sh*t’ll get deadly, word to my deads)
put the g to his face if he jack zoey
.380 tec when i shop dt (like, grrah)
iso plays, don’t need coldies (baow, baow, baow)
in the black truck, just me and my b*tch (just me and my b*tch)
and the windows is tinted ’cause n*ggas know me (like, word to my deads)
they know we known for the— (grrah)
why the f*ck would he ever push up? (why the f*ck would he ever—)
with this .30 i’m feelin’ like steph (like, what?)
but i still jump out the gym like i’m russ (baow, baow, baow)
bad b*tch shakin’ her hips, she with us (word to my deads, she with us)
we got casa’ and zoo, pass the cups (pass the cups, n*gga)
i’m in the spot, i might roll up the—
i’m in the spot gettin’ deady off bucks
[chorus]
i’m in the spot tryna see what’s the word (tryna see what’s the word)
i was yellin’ out, “ski,” ’cause he claims he a bird (’cause he claims he a bird)
twenty deep, four knocks when we in the function
opps walk in the spot, then i’m uppin’ it first (baow, baow, baow)
top one underrated, came up from the dirt (i came up from the dirt)
now she tryna lift up her skirt (now she tryna lift up her skirt)
too tact’ in the spot, can’t give out no addy (baow, baow, baow)
’cause that’s how your n*gga get hurt (like, word to my deads)

[outro]
baow, grrah, grrah, boom
n*ggas know how we get
n*gga, suck my d*ck
mr. dump for the—
like, mr. dump for the six

- bobby tootact

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