lirik lagu under ah bridge – deeyounginn
[intro]
skrrt
ayy, ayy
(fah*fah)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(gerren got them bangers, gerren got the juice)
ayy, ayy, ayy
[chorus]
ain’t no tallkin’, get sent to the doctor
b*tch like a baby, got lean in my bottle
pop a perc’ and i f*ck on a model (i did)
while i’m driving, she swallowing, gobbling (kids)
b*tch, i’m deep in these streets, they ain’t dodgin’ them bullets (skrrt)
i got bowls of exotic, come cop and mid
flip a pack and i double my profit
told ’em i was gon’ run that sh*t up and i did
it’s a whole lot of blues in my pocket (on gang)
n*gga get out of line and i’m poppin’ his lid
i just point, my lil’ sniper gon’ pop at his wig
n*gga talk like a k!ller, he never had slid (on gang)
tryna f*ck with the kid ’cause i got it (skrrt)
you can’t hop in this coupe, you ain’t pressurе (ya dig?)
roll a three*five of za, i ain’t smokin’ no cig’
catch a opp, leave him undеr a bridge (on gang)
[verse]
why this ho steady callin’ and stalkin’? decline
really just f*ckin’, no talkin’, i’m ballin
tell that ho that “i love her,” i’m lyin’
i won’t trip ’bout a b*tch ’cause that’s too close to fallin’, i’m slime
i get locked up, pay the bond
glock 19 same age as my aunt
and i probably went and took a n*gga b*tch without tryin’
they ain’t gon’ take sh*t from me without dyin’
geeked up, i just threw back a rp*10
with this bashable b*tch, told her bring a friend (on gang)
we gon’ f*ck, give no f*cks if she got a man (skrrt)
in the trap f*ckin’ up all the pots and pans
why these lil’ n*ggas hate? i don’t understand
i know 12 on my d*ck but i got a plan
slap a n*gga, my gun in the other hand
pull it out, make that boy do the running man (skrrt)
[chorus]
ain’t no tallkin’, get sent to the doctor
b*tch like a baby, got lean in my bottle
pop a perc’ and i f*ck on a model (i did)
while i’m driving, she swallowing, gobbling (kids)
b*tch, i’m deep in these streets, they ain’t dodgin’ them bullets (skrrt)
i got bowls of exotic, come cop and mid
flip a pack and i double my profit
told ’em i was gon’ run that sh*t up and i did
it’s a whole lot of blues in my pocket (skrrt)
n*gga get out of line and i’m poppin’ his lid
i just point, my lil’ sniper gon’ pop at his wig
n*gga talk like a k!ller, he never had slid (on gang)
tryna f*ck with the kid ’cause i got it (on gang)
you can’t hop in this coupe, you ain’t pressure (ya dig?)
roll a three*five of za, i ain’t smokin’ no cig’
catch a opp, leave him under a bridge
[outro]
you can’t hop in this whip, you ain’t pressure
you can’t hop in this whip, you ain’t pressure, ya dig?
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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