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lirik lagu underwater freestyle – heist187

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[verse 1]
n*gga we run it (run to the bank)
we gettin the check in (pull to the bank)
i’m f*ckin that b*tch (takin yo drank)
she wanted my d*ck (yo n*gga a stain)
pull out the glock aim at his top
n*gga start movin we runnin his pockets
i might go piranha it’s sharks in the water
he hittin that [?] folded on water
i slap that b*tch like i’m sellin a product
i hit the l!ck hid the shotty in closet
but all of you n*ggas be talkin the gossip
i’m runnin they pockets i’m gettin the profit
[?] dramatic she not primadonna
i take the soul with my d*ck to they momma
i beat the p*ssy she call me her father
pass me the [?] not too astonished
p*ssy [?] i cannot front
pump to the face i hit it you chumps
tote me the gun i might shoot em by one
out of sight out of mind
don’t care where you from
start hittin the road i get in the back
i smoke me a pack got packs to the sacks
i roll up some gas [?] in the front
backwoods in the trunk get head in the back
throw me the strap we runnin like laps
yo b*tch in the trap she boutta get passed
she boutta come suck me she wanna come sucky
i rubber my ducky
no [?] in the tummy
don’t f*ck with yac i might bust with the tommy
n*ggas want somethin don’t owe you sh*t nothin
she want relation don’t f*ck with the cousin
[?] i’m stackin this money
put on a ski like a everyday thing
n*gga this choppa it make you go bling
rollin off percies i’m boutta go deep
f*ck yo b*tch p*ssy her [?]
[hook]
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater
i’m feelin underwater

[verse 2]
yeah b*tch we run it like that
have a safe trip off the xan
n*gga i shoot at yo mans
n*gga i shoot at yo mans
yo n*gga don’t want it like that
hit a quick right to his pad
stomp on his face like a bag
took off a quarter in xans
skirt off hit the road
my n*ggas we boutta go smoke
n*gga might f*ck with a pole
n*gga might f*ck with the pole
choppa aim right at his nose
yac with the .38 nose
n*gga we aim at yo bros
n*gga we aim at yo bros
my n*gga trae with a scope
n*gga you boutta go fold
don’t wanna f*ck with a smoke
i’m rollin i’m smokin on dope
[hook]
you n*ggas can’t f*ck with a crow
you n*ggas can’t f*ck with a crow
this ain’t the yellow brick road
this ain’t the yellow brick road
you n*ggas can’t f*ck with a crow
you n*ggas can’t f*ck with a crow
i’m rollin i’m smokin on dope
i’m rollin i’m smokin on dope

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