anthony edwards flow - daboii lyrics
[intro]
yeah
glock with a fully (yeah)
[verse]
glock with a fully, don’t get toe tagged
got a good b*tch, but i can’t lie, i need my ho back
n*ggas out to get me, keep it on me so i don’t lack
claim that you a boy, already hoed you with your ho ass
how is you a boy? you already got your assh0l*
flexin’ twenty piece on a b*tch, i’m an assh0l*
i’m a skinny n*gga, yes sir, but the cash swole
beat it up, beat the p*ssy up, leave the cat swole
ten bands in all dubs, that ain’t sh*t to me
b*tch, i got a thousand all blues, that sh*t crip money
b*tch thought i’d pay her for a nut, she a big dummy
i’ll f*ck around and crash out, let it get to me
bands, bands, pretty bands, bands, all i care about
say that n*gga did what? f*ck it, air him out
oh, i remember they ain’t give a f*ck, now they care now
n*gga f*ckin’ with the other side, ain’t gon’ spare you, clown
everybody got a stick, but we play hockey
b*tch say she want the d*ck from me, run that pape’ by me
my og been flamed up, he on his eighth body
f*ck around and turn the beam on if i can’t spot him
i gave my all to the b*tch and she faked on me
braggin’ ’bout that lil’ ten piece, that sh*t play money
they don’t wanna see your baby win, n*ggas hatin’ on me
would’ve thought it was my birthday all this cake on me
yeah, ha, sob, b*tch
i ain’t f*ck that b*tch in seven days, she a weak b*tch
i’m the type of n*gga play it dumb, but i peep sh*t
say you want to do what to me? it’s a fee, b*tch
yeah, ha, b*tch, i’m on gang time
closest n*gga to me turn a rat, i’ma hang mine
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout that b*tch, bro, she ain’t mine
me and ben frank locked in, got a great bond
when that fully get the t*t*t, t*t*t*toot
ain’t even go nowhere, it’s comin’, what the f*ck you finna do?
you gotta catch a n*gga out, you wanna get me in the mood
and the flow so sick, i need some chicken noodle soup
young wild n*gga, i’ma rep this sh*t ’til i’m eighty
think i need a straight suit, i’m in the booth goin’ crazy
in the club too deep, just me and slim, that n*gga shady
b*tch, you keep f*ckin’ me like that, then you gon’ have a n*gga baby
put extension on a glock, this sh*t longer than your b*tch hair
this is not that lil’ ass rope, this is the big carats
talkin’ ’bout that you gon’ catch me slippin’, n*gga, slip where?
they like, “you don’t wanna take it there,” i already went there, n*gga
[outro]
ayy, on the gang, n*gga
ayy, ayy, you know where i hang, n*gga
ayy, ayy, you know what i bang, n*gga
you know what i claim, n*gga, sob the gang, n*gga, b*tch
ha, on the gang, n*gga
ayy, ayy, you know where we hang, n*gga
ayy, ayy, you know what i bang, n*gga, you know what i claim, n*gga, sob the gang, n*gga, b*tch
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