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lirik lagu look alive-freestyle – buddah gambino

(buddah gambino in this b-tch man)
(let’s get it)
(shout out gang)
(shoutout all the guys)
(ha)

make a call
pull on the drive
look alive, look alive
(look alive)

hittas waiting up in trees
see everything like a spy

i just cashed out on a watch
vvs dance can’t tell the time
(ice)

said she wanna fw me
i’m the type to hit and bye
(see ya)

we up on the otha side
me and my gang on a rise

n-ggas acting like i died
n-ggas rats, i’m moving quiet
(shhhh)

n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
my gang gone slide and get em fried

been through sh-t
that i won’t tell, but see the pain all in my eyes

dissecting n-ggas
we leaving them split up
(uhh)

choppa sh-lls hit him
he bounce like a hiccup

holding his eyes
while he picking his lip up

hit from the back
and i’m bending her ribs up
(woo)

we ain’t with talking
my n-ggas gone pop up
(bltt)

you can fight nina
cause i ain’t a boxer

i hit it once
then i swear ima block her

kicking life fifa
treat b-tches like soccer
(get out b-tch)

what you wanna treat lil b-tch

i got a choppa that eat n-ggas sh-t
(ugh ugh)

pull out some racks now she feining and sh-t

as soon as she seen me, she screaming and sh-t
(she bugging)

versace my kicks, shirt made in paris

wanna compete, he getting embarr-ssed

attracting these rabbits, my diamonds with carrots
(embarr-ssed)

saying my name, i pop up bl–dy mary
(woo)

i’m not obama
get cuts like baraka

you try to run up
beat his head piñata
(piñata)

i’m cracking a duece
in a pinta colata

40 glock stick
i do tricks harry potter
(i got that stick)

tossing this guop
sliding with 7
like zion we hot
(numba 7)

hittas pop out out the cut
like it’s jack in a box

i feel like sonic
when i’m in the coop
(errt errt errt)
i’m hitting the dash

i’m taking off
so i’m leaving his -ss

got a 30 round clip
i ain’t beating his -ss
(i ain’t touching his -ss)

stacked to the ceiling
it’s bands in the stash

if you tryna run up
you get left in the past

i feel like thor
i keep touching these hammers

he think he hot
well this choppa gone fan him

i’m in ya chimney
i think i’m santa
(i’m creeping)

came through dripping
i ain’t got no manners

came through dripping
know they wanna dive in it

thinking i love her
she losing her mind with it
(she bugged)

flooded my wrist
but i still ain’t got time for it

custom made sh-t
so i’m one of a kind with it

keep me a roll
f-ck rubber bands

n-ggas get cooked
or they catching a tan
(play it smart)

f-ck a solo told that
b-tch bring another friend

f-ck that b-tch once
i won’t do it again
(nah)

smoke a wood
i’m on pluto again

come with good aim
i don’t need a beam

sneak in yo crib
in da cut like i’m scream
(ha ha)

my mind getting twisted
i’m sipping this lean

i hit the scene
i’m wearing all black
(all black)

rari come zoomin
can’t keep up with that
(yroon)

cop me a piece
and it’s freezing my neck

i swear i can’t stop
till my gang on the map

swear i ain’t talking
unless it’s a check about

make a move
we bringing weapons out

got h-lla hoes
i just put em in sections now

call one up
just to see what her neck about
(give me your neck)

wanna compare me
i’m thinking what’s that about

demons waiting ain’t sh-t
to go let em out
(ha)

say she love me
well i’m knowing better now

get rich
and i’m taking my momma out
(let’s get it ma)

plenty hoes in the sea
but a n-gga ain’t fishing

hop on the d-ck like a frog
she gone ribbit
(ribbit)

i hop on the track
and the flame what i’m spitting

try to rob me
it’s a wrap like a ribbon
(ribbon)

pop out at night
and make noise like a cricket
(shh shh)

you talking that stupid
we putting his lip in
(wha)

take n-ggas legs
so don’t think ab limping

these hallows gone blow
out his kidney and liver
(ew)

heating his top up
spill like volcanoes
(volcanoes)

today a good day
pull up with draco’s

upgraded sh-t
look like it’s from halo

tool in my bag
they call me diego
(that bag on me)

hit ya block loaded
start popping like pop rocks

make n-ggas jump
i think they playing hop scotch
(hop scotch)

putting yo all in that b-tch
she a thot thot

shooter got aim from da cut
that’s his hot spot
(he hot)

raiding his house
b-tch this clash of the clans

drum on the glizzy
i’m starting a band
(boom boom)

bust down ice
vvs looking like crayons

different designer
you ain’t hear of these brands
(brands)

- buddah gambino

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