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lirik lagu rap ahh n!hhs – lil 2z

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[intro]
(ayy, who made it? milan made it, b*tch)

[chorus]
these rap ahh n*ggas ain’t never been on no drill, but be rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ and slidin’
yo’ fans gon’ buy it, but i ain’t buyin’ it
you can’t fool 2, i can tell that you lyin’
i can tell you a b*tch by a look in yo’ eyes
these n*ggas just put words together that rhyme
just be sayin’ the first thing that come to they mind
these rap ahh n*ggas were never my kind
why they worried ’bout 2z and what i be doin’?
n*gga, do it look like i’m left out bad and boujee?
my hoes say they love me, i love you too pookie
my momma wear louis, my daughter wear gucci
blow a bag, go to sleep and get up and regroup
she say i’m the only one, b*tch think i’m stupid
my best friend ain’t mickey, b*tch, i’m not a goofy
b*tch, i’m not the only n*gga hittin’ that coochie

[verse]
only one or two b*tches i take out on dates
but the rest of these hoes gettin’ nothin’ but straight d*ck
why they always got so much to say behind my back, but see me and don’t ever say sh*t?
why my name always in yo’ mouth on some g*y sh*t?
why the main n*ggas screamin’ they real, be the main n*ggas really out here on some fake sh*t
i’m on some run it up go in mia sh*t
i’m on some ludicrous get out the way sh*t
gangster lil’ b*tch from brooklyn, on young m.a sh*t
why yo’ pockets look skinny on some coi leray sh*t
my sh*t on fat forever on some hey, hey, hey, sh*t
why you hollin’ yo’ feelings, always on some drake sh*t
i still will suit up, pop out, let that drac’ kick
make that b*tch clap on some hbb sh*t
on some get n*gga wacked by the end of the day sh*t
know them 2 babies gon’ make a scene
if it’s up then it’s up, i take sh*t to the extreme
these rap ahh n*ggas just do it for streams
these dubs in my pockets the only thing green
these franklins the only thing blue
only thing that i need is my daughter, my phew
put a rap ahh n*gga at the bottom my shoe
one thing you can’t do is compare me to you
[chorus]
these rap ahh n*ggas ain’t never been on no drill, but be rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ and slidin’
yo’ fans gon’ buy it, but i ain’t buyin’ it
you can’t fool 2, i can tell that you lyin’
i can tell you a b*tch by a look in yo’ eyes
these n*ggas just put words together that rhyme
just be sayin’ the first thing that come to they mind
these rap ahh n*ggas were never my kind
why they worried ’bout 2z and what i be doin’?
n*gga, do it look like i’m left out bad and boujee?
my hoes say they love me, i love you too pookie
my momma wear louis, my daughter wear gucci
blow a bag, go to sleep and get up and regroup
she say i’m the only one, b*tch think i’m stupid
my best friend ain’t mickey, b*tch, i’m not a goofy
b*tch, i’m not the only n*gga hittin’ that coochie

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