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lirik lagu don’t choke – db.boutabag

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[intro]
(i smoke dope, get dough)
ayy, go ahead iiinfinite
(now i’m walkin’ like i’m rich, high school i was broke, uh uh uh)

[verse 1]
i just bounced out this foreign, ice age on my neck (bling!)
pour wock, smoke klock, now i’m stretched
i just seen the rollas, had to bend the corner, almost wrecked (skrrt! skrrt!)
blow a 10 then make a 10 when i’m stressin’
y’all a group of 10 n*ggas in the club with no section (where the hoes at?)
name 4 b*tches gave me bands and i ain’t s*x ‘em (and i ain’t touch ‘em!)
niecy, tonya, hailey, stacy
i would say naynay but her head game crazy (she was cold)
b*tch i’m klocked klocked, give me top when i’m faded (when i’m faded)
my b*tch vietnamese, so this bape came from asia (so this bape came from asia)
i just put this b*tch in sports mode, now i’m racing (now i’m racing)
blues never mixin’ with these dubs like they racist (like they racist)
[chorus]
i smoke dope, get dough (get dough)
smoke klock, two klocks, don’t choke (don’t choke)
pour wock, drop drop ‘till it go (‘till it go)
in this b*tch geekin’, you ain’t have to tell me when to go (tell me when to go)
i smoke dope (f*ck hoes)
get dough (get dough)
smoke klock, two klocks, don’t choke (don’t choke)
pour wock, drop drop ‘till it go (‘till it go)
in this b*tch geekin’, you ain’t have to tell me when to go (tell me when to go)

[verse 2]
i be at my shows high as f*ck, i can’t think in this b*tch
n*gga lookin’ at my chain, better not blink in this b*tch (better not make a wrong move)
imma sl*t her out, you gon’ put a ring on that b*tch (you gon’ put a ring on that b*tch)
i see the driveway when backin’ out, cameras on the whip (skrrt!)
i think i like this lil’ thick b*tch, finna make her strip
keep thor in the uber, h*lla hammers in this whip
i think it’s covid on my necklace, got all these n*ggas sick (all these n*ggas sick)
i was broke in high school, now i’m walkin’ like i’m rich
i’m on melrose shoppin’, probably walkin’ with your b*tch (probably walkin’ with her)
n*gga you are not poppin’, just stop it, n*gga sit
b*tch i’m really boutabag, go ask your b*tch about this (go ask your b*tch about this)
i will only talk diamonds, and i’m walkin’ with a stick (and i’m walkin’ with these klocks)

[chorus]
i smoke dope, get dough (get dough)
smoke klock, two klocks, don’t choke (don’t choke)
pour wock, drop drop ‘till it go (‘till it go)
in this b*tch geekin’, you ain’t have to tell me when to go (tell me when to go)
i smoke dope (f*ck hoes)
get dough (get dough)
smoke klock, two klocks, don’t choke (don’t choke)
pour wock, drop drop ‘till it go (‘till it go)
in this b*tch geekin’, you ain’t have to tell me when to go (tell me when to go)
[outro]
b*tch i’m klocked klocked, give me top when i’m faded (when i’m faded)
my b*tch vietnamese, so this bape came from asia (so this bape came from asia)
i just put this b*tch in sports mode, now i’m racing (now i’m racing)
blues never mixin’ with these dubs like they racist (like they racist)

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