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“bust a 5” - lil ruin lyrics

[intro: lil ruin]
(ayy, this sh*t wild, jacc!)
(yo, that sound like drilla on the mix)
yeah! (b*tch)
you know what the f*ck it is, man (ruin gang!)
scoom! grrah! grrah! boom!

[pre*chorus: lil ruin]
got a beam right on this stick, b*tch, flash like paparazzi (flash!)
hop out walkin’ sh*t down, we don’t do no kamikaze (nah!)
signed a deal, but i want more — tryna ball like i’m papar (more!)
this g*lock came with a switch, now this b*tch kick just like karate (grrah!)

[chorus: lil ruin]
bust a 5, bust a 5, bust a 5 (boom!)
he was woofin’ in them captions, now his dumbass in the sky (p*ssy!)
i don’t do no back and forth, your favorite rapper finna die (facts!)
got a tech right in my hoodie, got a 40 on my thigh (b*tch!)
bust a 5, bust a 5, bust a 5
if 12 pull up, i play slow, i ain’t never testify (never!)
go band for band with any n*gga, boy, yo bank account a lie (lie!)
we got poles and we got power, send his soul up through the wires, n*gga (zap!)

[verse: lil ruin]
bust a 5 like it’s a game, i don’t play fair with these opps (nеver!)
he was talkin’ all that k!ll sh*t, now he postеd on a rock (dead!)
yeah, i’m cold with every drop, my last sh*t made the city hot (hot!)
put that vest back in the closet — we shoot heads, not where your heart at (boom!)
gave his ho a addy test, she took that d*ck and failed (sl*t!)
now she cryin’ in my dms, i just laughed and wished her well (b*tch, bye!)
and i don’t f*ck with rappers, most these goofies finna tell
i’m with k!llz, he got that mac — turn that sprinter to a sh*ll (grrrah!)
[pre*chorus: lil ruin]
got a beam right on this stick, b*tch, flash like paparazzi (flash!)
hop out walkin’ sh*t down, we don’t do no kamikaze (boom!)
signed a deal, but i want more — tryna ball like i’m papar (run it!)
this g*lock came with a switch, now this b*tch kick just like karate

[chorus: lil ruin]
bust a 5, bust a 5, bust a 5
he was woofin’ in them captions, now his dumbass in the sky
i don’t do no back and forth, your favorite rapper finna die
got a tech right in my hoodie, got a 40 on my thigh
bust a 5, bust a 5, bust a 5
if 12 pull up, i play slow, i ain’t never testify
go band for band with any n*gga, boy, yo bank account a lie
we got poles and we got power, send his soul up through the wires, n*gga

[outro: lil ruin]
(and that’s on scoom gang, b*tch!)
fifth drop in — still not missin’
still steppin’, still sinnin’
lil ruin, out

- lil ruin lyrics

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