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lirik lagu bodily harm – d hen & 1up tee

[intro: 1up tee]
(d*mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
i don’t drink, but i’ll give a n*gga bodily harm
can’t show love, ’cause that sh*t’ll get you popped in your heart
that sh*t was hard, wasn’t it? yeah

[verse 1: 1up tee]
i’m tired of rest in peace songs and prison bids
your n*ggas passive, i’m with three wh0res that dribble sh*t
don’t test mine, n*gga, keep off the premises
ho, you ain’t turnt, you just leech off a n*gga, b*tch
yeah, b*tch, i’m 1up, how you one*uppin’ me?
luckily, you can’t f*ck with me a bit, huh
i see a classy ho, i’m cuffin’ me a b*tch, huh
he talkin’ trash and i’m dumpin’ me a clip, let me hear that

[verse 2: d hen]
i don’t never think i’ll be up enough to feel rich
won’t bring my mans on a l!ck that’ll put bro in danger
i put some bands on my n*gga, he’ll be more than thankful
uh*huh, yop
when you goin’ through that rain, you start to look at life different
start not to like n*ggas ’cause they ain’t been through what i been through
you ain’t seen what i seen, you ain’t been where i been
sh*t, i can’t blame n*ggas, f*ck ’em, know i still hate ’em
can talk about the streets, but what you know ’bout bein’ in ’em?
snitchin’ on my codefendants, now they call them real n*ggas
[verse 3: 1up tee]
your b*tch need closure, tell her book with tee
if she pull up to this salon, i make her p*ssy queef
they rappin’ what we live and got it lookin’ sweet
you don’t f*ck with dracs, boy, you pusha t

[verse 4: d hen]
when i’m done f*ckin’ her, she can’t feel her legs like, “what you do to me?”
i do my dance when i hit that b*tch like who are you to tweak?
she like, “who are you to me?” really, bae, i’m new to this
wasn’t taught to love, i bust my nut, so i just use a b*tch

[interlude: 1up tee]
this n*gga d hen is crazy
i do the same sh*t, these hoes ain’t nothin’ to me

[verse 5: 1up tee]
me and my camper, we from two different campsites
but real recognize real, now we camp guys
hoes blowin’ up my phone like a landmine
i lil’ boy’d you back in school, you a man now?
but i cannot flex ’cause i’m used to bein’ humble
b*tch, i’m in my bag, but i used to be in trouble
we used to be a couple, that b*tch hate me, now i’m crunchin’
used to, what you used to do mean nothin’
[verse 6: veeze & d hen]
we used to ham these n*ggas back in school, we still ham ’em now
the friends i used to have when i was young, sh*t, i still bro ’em now
i did this sh*t so long, i feel like every b*tch a hand*me*down
i gave my mans a hand, he sn*tched that b*tch, tryna stab me now
i used to post up in the spot, try to slam it out
nowadays, i’m buyin’ drugs and i just pass ’em out
your ho just like my legacy, i’ma just pass her down
i’m brothers only, when we beefin’, bring the caskets out
i know too many wolves, can’t even post up with no hams around
i could’ve took these n*ggas’ style like you, but i’m inventin’ styles
my hair still super nappy, but i’m up, i guess i’m handsome now
i’m up, but i ain’t rich, my n*gga still be sendin’ package out
i used to call that lil’ b*tch phone, she used to cat me out
now the b*tch call so many times, it’s like harassment now
oh, that p*ssy was dry as h*ll when i ain’t have no clout
i’m tellin’ her put her camera down, she pullin’ her panties down, d*mn

[outro: veeze]
you dig what i’m sayin’, lil’ bro? like (d*mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
it’s, it’s only gon’ change, like
you know what i’m sayin’, you just gotta go through the motions
slap, slap

- d hen 1up tee

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