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elite - joshxyyy lyrics

[verse 1: joshxyyy]
huh, huh, yeah
yeah, huh, huh
like, f*ck it, i’m with my b*tch
he try to run up, that n*gga ain’t sh*t
me and gang up like we stompin’ ‘n’ sh*t
i’m really on that, and i empty the clip
like, huh, we runnin’ them laps
he talkin’ sh*t, he get put on the map
like, he think he up? he gettin’ slapped
i’ma finish him, i’ma wrap it up fast
like, word, i’m tryna smoke ’em
put in the pain, and bro finna poke ’em
bullets rip through his face, like we really broke ’em
i’m puttin’ n*ggas in a strain, like sh*t finna choke ’em
like, f*ck, there’s so much to do
leave ’em in sp*ce, like bro have no clue
i took out his mans, now he feelin’ blue
bktherula, i’m goin’ through to you

[chorus: joshxyyy]
like, we runnin’ it back (back)
get put in a pack (pack)
could never lack (lack)
like, he gettin’ smacked (smacked)
like, get to the facts (facts)
i’m bringin’ them racks (racks)
get hit with the macs (macs)
like, leave it at that (that)
like, we runnin’ it back (back)
get put in a pack (pack)
could never lack (lack)
like, he gettin’ smacked (smacked)
like, get to the facts (facts)
i’m bringin’ them racks (racks)
get hit with the macs (macs)
like, leave it at that (yuh)
[verse 2: ctrl]
yeah, i’m straight trappin’ out the ville
f*ck all the fakes, y’know i’ma keep it real (okay)
hit out the park, b*tch, we hittin’ a grand slam
chain shine like lamp on the nightstand
so fly, b*tch, i feel like peter pan
so high off that fairy dust we might neverland
one hit, we applyin’ pressure
hit two with the large suppressor
gon’ drive thru, ain’t talkin’ yellow babber
we masked up like the f*ckin’ black september
i’m not up for no communication
i could never get caught in relation
i know b*tches don’t f*ck with my pacing
but my pen on this paper is blazing

[chorus: joshxyyy, joshxyyy & ctrl]
like, we runnin’ it back (back)
get put in a pack (pack)
could never lack (lack)
like, he gettin’ smacked (smacked)
like, get to the facts (facts)
i’m bringin’ them racks (racks)
get hit with the macs (macs)
like, leave it at that (that)
like, we runnin’ it back (back)
get put in a pack (pack)
could never lack (lack)
like, he gettin’ smacked (smacked)
like, get to the facts (facts)
i’m bringin’ them racks (racks)
get hit with the macs (macs)
like, leave it at that (yuh)
[verse 3: joshxyyy]
i’m changing flows, i’m the omnitrix
he runnin’ up, he get shot with his b*tch
i stick with gang, like i can’t be a pr*ck
she said go, don’t run, don’t trip
sh*t gettin’ heavy, like it gettin’ messy
he run up, he gettin’ shot with his bestie
can’t be on that hoe, like she bein’ pesty
b*tch, i don’t miss, like call me faze testy
like, n*gga, we bowlin’, i’m hittin’ that strike
i talk straight spitfire, i spray on the mic
he tryna be me, like we not alike
he talkin’ that sh*t, he got hit by a bike (yuh)
he throw hands like he wanna fight
like, lil’ n*gga, you all bark, no bite
shot the head, with that, said it’s goodnight
me and bro, like we outta sight
b*tch

- joshxyyy lyrics

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