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lirik lagu in my ua sweater – niontay

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it wasn’t what i told ‘em, but i sold em 2 percocets
hit me said i took ‘em but i don’t think that they working yet
that n*gga you riding ‘bout gon’ be the one you get murdered with
he where and only want what? i ain’t serving jit
my dawg back on the beans too heavy told ‘em chill on ‘em
they think sh*t a game like cool okay i’ma build on ’em
said he rather die before he tell squealed on ‘em
i’m just out the way with my twin, i’m with squills on ‘em
caught 2 l’s before the dub, thеy don’t see that part
boomers tryna jab beating my ass, i ain’t need to spar
showed thе b*tch lil’ love and she drew blood from my open scars
even all them hating n*ggas respect cause they know we hard
n*gga we all legal show ent i pay taxes and sh*t
me and gang turned to a smoke shop in a back of this b*tch
the hoe thought it was foreign by the way that the acura sit
is n*ggas full blown k!llers or is n*ggas activist still

baby these gellys above the rim known as margiela
can’t tell my brodie not to jug, i ain’t no better
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas at all, that ain’t my fellas
i done made a mo’f*cker k!lling in my ua sweater
i got gold in my body, i got dog i got heart in it
baby i’m too out here on the road for a partnership
i need what i need i’m not the n*gga to bargain with
these n*ggas captain save a hoe peter parker sh*t
forgiatos same size the glock, n*gga 26s
gotta smoke a jay before i smoke ’cause i’m superstitious
n*gga ain’t get no pape’ you got some fame, showed your true intentions
a gangster out the crib but with my b*tch i’m like new edition
you the type n*gga hit the store, n*gga do the dishes
i’m the type n*gga get some m’s out the music business
you the type n*gga get nun’ out it but be using b*tches
i’m the type n*gga get the rock and hoop with it

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