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walk inna spot ! - cert1fi3djayy lyrics

[intro]
took over their trap like, “gimme that sh*t”
got a [?] mask off with a whole thirty clip

[chorus]
walk in the spot, yeah, we got him gone
f*ck n*gga was chattin’ like we on the phone
and that n*gga was dissin’, got hit with that chrome
and we lit his ass up like this sh*t warzone
and that n*gga a cap, that n*gga was wrong
and that n*gga was down like one chromosome
and we spinnin’ that block just like a cyclone
took over the trap, took over their home

[post*chorus]
took over their trap like, “gimme that sh*t”
got a [?] mask off with a whole thirty clip
and that n*gga was talkin’, that n*gga a b*tch
i’m a smooth ass singer, they callin’ me swift
f*ck n*ggas been hatin’, they all on my d*ck
and they stealin’ my style, they stealin’ my drip
and i be with the gang, yeah, i be with my clique
and we totin’ them drac’s, we totin’ them sticks

[verse 1]
done caught a opp, he got hit in his face
f*ck n*gga, he runnin’ just like it’s a race
and i’m sprayin’ sh*t down just like it’s a [?]
and i’m totin’ a glock, yeah, i’m totin’ a drac’
he dissin’ the gang, done made a mistake
f*ck n*gga, he layin’, that n*gga disgraced
he swervin’ the lane, we swerve in a wraith
f*ck n*gga got k!lled tryna save face (d*mn, d*mn, d*mn)
that n*gga a b*tch, yeah, he moody
that n*gga, he scared [?] movie
and we trap on the block, no b00bie
(ha, like a b00bie trap, n*gga)
and that n*gga, he lil’, no uzi
i don’t f*ck with no opp ’cause they goofy
and we shootin’ sh*t up like a movie (d*mn, d*mn, d*mn)
[chorus]
walk in the spot, yeah, we got him gone
f*ck n*gga was chattin’ like we on the phone
and that n*gga was dissin’, got hit with that chrome
and we lit his ass up like this sh*t warzone
and that n*gga a cap, that n*gga was wrong
and that n*gga was down like one chromosome
and we spinnin’ that block just like a cyclone
took over the trap, took over their home

[verse 2]
i whip out the chop’, i whip out the straps
f*ck n*gga was playin’, got hit in the back
got cheese in my pocket, i ain’t talkin’ no [?]
and i’m runnin’ sh*t down just like it’s a trap
and that n*gga done blew, got put on the map
and i’m runnin’ sh*t up, i run up the sack
my choppa was hungry, it needed a snack
so it ate his ass up, and that n*gga got packed
that n*gga got packed, got hit with a stick
we shot his ass up like we takin’ a fl!ck
got a thirty*round drum on my glock, it gon’ hit
that n*gga, he scared, that n*gga a b*tch
and i carry the pole, and i carry the stick
and i stay on the block, i stay in the mix
and i’m servin’ up [?], i’m servin’ up bricks
straight cap in my raps, i don’t really do sh*t
[chorus]
walk in the spot, yeah, we got him gone
f*ck n*gga was chattin’ like we on the phone
and that n*gga was dissin’, got hit with that chrome
and we lit his ass up like this sh*t warzone
and that n*gga a cap, that n*gga was wrong
and that n*gga was down like one chromosome
and we spinnin’ that block just like a cyclone
took over the trap, took over their home

[outro]
da*da*da*da*da, haha
yeah, we totin’ them sticks
d*mn
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn
ha, bow

- cert1fi3djayy lyrics

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