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actually - dutchboy lyrics

[verse 1: dutchboy]
i had to run up my bag and my numbers up (flex)
it’s a new season bro, bundle up (yeah)
new hoe for the week and she fine as f*ck
she just want get f*cked and then cuddle up
bought a new freezer
i got on purple, i’m it like i’m freiza
no we do not do adidas
i’m blowing loud like i’m blowing out speakers
i came too fast as a teaser
but she still suck me after i keep her
after that i roll asleep, hard d*ck is what i feed her
and when i pull up in that all they friends they go postal
i’m known but i move like a local
i think i’ma take that sh*t coastal
in la eating tofu, p*ssy ain’t deserve a n0bu
i’m just tryna find some soul food
girl you blessed if he chose you
i’m a mess but i pull through
somebody still seem attached to me
can’t roll with me so they attacking me
i got some demons that’s after me
that’s reality, like actually

[verse 2: k r e w $]
actually i got some demons that’s after me
[?] all that talk or get back to me
we do not handle sh*t casually
daddy o finally got ’em
whip a foreign and she foreign
p*ssy weird and i fall in
jack you know i’m crazy [?]
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finna stack it like tetris
so if you want your bottom dollar [?]
if i shoot my shot [?]
get served, no tennis
no more time, gettin’ sick of being petty
my guy serve the white, no benny
my guys on the white, don’t forget it, yeah

[verse 3: dutchboy]
i got some new white like a college athlete
they know i’m finna bubble like some poppin’ acne
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout n*ggas comin’ at me
’cause they see me in public and wanna dap me
don’t you bring your girl ’round me, i keep it classy
i will treat your b*tch like fred be treating daphne
i’m too petty ’cause n*ggas be movin’ sassy
i got plenty smoke so if you want just ask me
know they chicken but i do not f*ck with [?]
this sh*t hittin’, it got my voice little raspy
[?] you could add me
i guess oppers gon’ opp, that’s what make ’em happy
dutchy been on the top, that’s what make ’em mad see
i don’t live on the block or be on the app
because i been had a shot i been on the map
see i don’t live in my thoughts ’cause i live it actually

- dutchboy lyrics

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