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termite - izaya tiji lyrics

[intro]
(konvict)

[verse]
i get money n*gga, i got money now
[?], can you hear that now?
so you like to sin? d*ck all in her gown
turn that n*gga to skeleton, get that boy up in the ground
i’m off element, really i been smoking h*lla pack
pressure once i press a n*gga, nah i ain’t have to check him in a while
he done took yo’ b*tch, yeah, yeah, guess that’s why you ain’t text her in a while
i ain’t wanna hit, ’cause that hoe ass fake just like a zombie
n*ggas just [?], when you know you ran off with that sound
oh, you got a check? yeah that’s the reason she keep you around
my n*gga got shot in his neck, yеah that’s the reason he keep a hunnid*round
and shе love to give neck, think this the baddest b*tch that i ever found
how did she find me? yeah
n*ggas just sniff you out, like a mothaf*ckin’ hound
i’m d*mn*near death, playing this beat so loud, it sound like it’s beyond
my n*gga in the pound, they got my n*gga in the pound just like a mothaf*ckin’ dog, yeah, yeah
i’m runnin’ it up so hard i got sumn’ in my sock, yeah, yeah
i don’t trust a b*tch, i ain’t never had a good hoe in my life, yeah
n*ggas gon’ crack them jokes but i got more money, i couldn’t even fight it
can’t fight, broke ass n*gga, you couldn’t even talk, ain’t got no right
need a feature on a song to look good, n*gga you know you don’t got no hype
you hit everything but me, yeah dumb n*gga you don’t even got no sight
put her in a benz, ou*ouu, i don’t got no bike
is that my casket? i don’t got no [?]
a n*gga pop up on you, ain’t got no fries
he don’t want no smoke, ain’t got no light
hey don’t fold up boy when i throw the knife
had a feelin’ me and bro won’t fight
they on my wood like a termite
oh you gonna slide boy? you better terminate
he need it all ’cause i bet he earned it right?
he gettin’ caught, that n*gga ain’t turnin’ left
yeah we be boxin’, f*ck around burn the room
me and my [?] that boy just turned to [?]
special [?] never heard of that
ge*get out of my crib with yo’ dirty ahh
i f*ck these hoes, i wanted neck
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas either
that’s why yo’ bro [?]
my bae call me stink meaner
he said he want percs, young n*gga quit fiendin’
and when i was young i wasn’t eatin’
eat ’em then i bust, i had her creamin’
it’s not enough, i’m sitting here leanin’
you oned me up, that boy was dreamin’
before i [?]
four n*ggas’ll fight over here, it was so deep
i had a squad with me, some hitters
them n*ggas gon’ die ’cause they [?]
i told her bye, don’t talk it literal
this the candid flow
hop on the track and say some gibberish
i was a real*trill ass n*gga, even when i was little
he just exit bus and he had came with mrs. frizzle
every time i cheated on my hoe i made her giggle (yeah*yeah)
yeah i got her right back, you know i’m a smooth ass n*gga (yeah*yeah)
[outro]
yeah i got her right back, you know i’m a smooth ass n*gga (yeah*yeah)
yeah i got her right back, you know i’m a smooth ass n*gga (yeah*yeah)
yeah i got her right back, you know i’m a smooth ass n*gga (yeah)
yeah i got her right back, you know i’m a smooth ass n*gga

- izaya tiji lyrics

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