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ouch - ddg, kyle richh & nle choppa lyrics

[intro: ddg & kyle richh]
(i*i*i)
put that lil’ boy on his ass (ay)
they ain’t gon’ like when i’m mad (yeah)
roll me a blunt ‘fore i crash (like, d*mn)
okay, let me hear bnyx’ tag (i*i*i’m working on dying)
f*ck (bnyx), 4zz on top like it’s 41— (like, d*mn)

[chorus: kyle richh]
grrah, i’m a man on a mission, never the man in the middle
when i speak, listen close like a riddle
they only wit’ you if you beneficial (yes)
walk him down if you think that he crazy
bullets hot, sent him straight to the ‘spital (like), d*mn
put the beam on his—
chest shot, he got hit in his nipple, ouch

[verse 1: ddg]
got your b*tch on my couch, fill up with d*ck in her mouth (go)
n*ggas fiendin’ for clout, b*tch, he can not figure it out (f*ck)
i been runnin’ the bag up like travis be runnin’ his routes (phew*phew)
why these f*cks on my d*ck ’bout? some mayors that don’t got a spouse (i*i*i)

[verse 2: kyle richh]
grrah, i got some sh*t that’ll leave his ass crippled
n*ggas hop in the booth, start lyin’, all of they music odee, superficial
we start waves, they be ridin’ a ripple
we the reason they rasta, little (like)
shoot my shot, i do not need to dribble
d*mn, pockets fat like lizzo, f*ck
yo, i love you lizzo, yo, i love you, you hurr (yeah*yeah)
[verse 3: ddg]
i’m the n*gga inside of my city, i don’t give a f*ck what you heard (yeah*yeah)
if it’s smoke then i’m pressin’ the issue, i’m pullin’ up on you, let’s skrrt (yeah*yeah)
i can end your career, you give me a fade but it’s what you prefer (boom, yeah*yeah, i*i)

[verse 4: nle choppa]
like a [?] man, got no box on the glock
hit the runnin’ man when i hop out the car (come here)
[?] murder, i pray to allah but i’m reminiscin’ ’bout the bodies you caught (brrt)
federal, glock touch n*ggas, we ain’t hederal (come on)
titties on chops (come on), d*ck on glocks (come on), make a opp transition, no s*xual (no)
lean on rocks (come on), i’ma lean on a thot (come on)
ass too fat but she lean, on god (she lean, on god)
call your n*gga while i f*ck you (yeah), she tellin’ me that i take it too far
l!ckin’ yo’ ass while i sl*t you (yeah)
in your past [?], i was f*ckin’ you, you, you, you (uh)
suck it ’til my b*lls deflate, don’t never leave it on blue, on crip
opened up, rip ’til his t*shirt rips (brrt)
[?] rip ’til his mama say, “r.i.p.” (brrt)
bad b*tch, pretty lips, p*ssy lips better (on god)
eat it ’til you squirt, i’ma l!ck, umbrella
last n*gga was a simpity*simp but under the waist he was limpity*limp
i’m trickin’ but i still pimpity*pimp, under the waist i’m big as a blimp, gotchu
[chorus: kyle richh]
grrah, i’m a man on a mission, never the man in the middle
when i speak, listen close like a riddle
they only wit’ you if you beneficial (yes)
walk him down if you think that he crazy
bullets hot, sent him straight to the ‘spital (like), d*mn
put the beam on his—
chest shot, he got hit in his nipple

- ddg kyle richh nle choppa lyrics

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