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beretta - chii wvttz lyrics

[intro]
(is this glvck?)
(grrah, grrah, boom)

[verse 1: chii wvttz]
gotta get it together, [?] i’mma up thru’ the sweater (gang, gang, gang)
she try to suck on the d*ck, just met her, like, think through sh*t was some pleasure (grrt)
open they block, shoot a movie, director, like n*gga i’m not for the lecture (gang)
i see an opp, only up when its wetter, like .38, no shots for the setup (grrah)
they keep sayin’ they spinnin’ my block, ain’t spinnin’ my block, so you know that we fed up (grrt)
i was outside all night with the choppa, the opps on the block, no cellar (gang*gang)
we do not f*ck with the blixy’s, big gdk, lil’ morry don’t go out like mickey
big doa, she poppin’ thе tity, don’t run, don’t trip, don’t go out like ricky
bendin’ my block, doa get richiе, i’m bendin’ the block, throwin’ shots at lil’ kizzy
hollows gon’ f*ck up his kidney, big doa, don’t make me go sticky (grrt)
(like i said) and them n*ggas keep yellin’ out, “rippy”
lotti got poked, he got hit wit’ a bl!cky, back in the town, shoot movies, you miss me
swervo the ooter, he throw like 20 (grrah, grrah, boom)
can’t lie, got the choppa, i’m stitchy, pop me a yerky, i’m feelin’ too itchy (grrt, gang)
i’m just hoping my mother proud of me, i ain’t doin’ no free, we ain’t jumpin’ no free
i got 3, but it stay in this suv, faceshot gang, they know it was me
his mans got hit in the knee, 32 drilly, ain’t f*ckin’ with me
(look at his mans got hit in the knee, 32 drilly, ain’t f*ckin’ with me)

[verse 2: milly wop]
don’t forget what i did for the strip, i’mma spin thru’ the gates, let it rip
n*ggas trollin’, it is what it is, if i catch him in traffic, you know it get lit like (grrah, grrah, grrah)
good aim, can’t miss, backdoor gang before he talk on [?]
(like grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, like) why they on, mask on in the streets
we out to they side, they don’t wanna link (grrah, grrah)
all bout’ the money, i don’t like the drink, off of the lean, got me turn to a freak (gang)
of a yerky, i get in my mood, f*ck all the dissin’, like what ya’ll wanna do? (gang, gang, gang)
(grrah, grrah, f*ck all the dissin’ what ya’ll wanna* grrt)
and that n*gga got hit in his neck, sneak dissin’, that n*gga almost got left
lee drilly a b*tch got hit, bg the k and we smokin’ on nick (gang)
i’m the neighbor, i slide with the grapes, smokin’ on rah rah, spinnin’ thru’ mitch
[outro: milly wop]
(grrah, grrah) smokin’ on rah rah (spinnin’ thru’ mitch)
(grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom n*gga)
(suck my d*ck)

- chii wvttz lyrics

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