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lirik lagu hit stick – philthy rich

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[verse 1: mike sherm]
just woke up and i feel good as f*ck
b*tch pay me then she might get a b*tt
i’m waitin on a flight while you waitin for the bus
ion even gotta drop a song every month
b*tch said f*ck me, now she f*ck with a bum
ion give a f*ck about where a n*gga from
got a hit stick we can go head up
he diss me on the gram so the n*gga got punched
b*tch act tough, b*tch get slapped
bad for the shoes, like a n*gga sell crack
b*tch chose up so a n*gga fell back
go on stage with a strap like a n*gga don’t rap
i blow racks, i don’t smoke blacks
i got bars, i don’t gotta flip packs
might f*ck a hoe if she give me that trap but i gotta keep a hat
i ain’t tryna get trapped

[verse 2: philthy rich]
block 21, p*ssy n*gga don’t run
n*gga where i’m from, p*ssy n*ggas don’t come
he say he won’t smoke he don’t really want none
pull up on seminary, any n*gga want some
beef on the plate, he a vegan on the low
broke ass n*gga, he was sleepin on the flo
knock him out for a b*tch n*gga i ain’t even know
keep my name out your mouth when you speakin to the hoe
blue check on me n*gga like i’m verified
can’t feel his leg through his d*ck cause he paralyzed
2 n*ggas sneak dissin, that’s a pair of lies
let them k!llas off the leash, now they terrified
n*gga where i’m from they call me big 59
spent a hunnid thou cash on this big 59
if the hoe ain’t pay me then the b*tch not mine
tell that out of pocket, f*gget ass b*tch stop lyin’
its philthy

[verse 2: mike sherm]
now b*tch fire, she a op hoe
n*ggas all jones like old g low
finna put my d*ck down yo b*tch throat
don’t ask me, yo b*tch know
something like a pro, mvp
play the last sound like a mp3
only when a broke b*tch ebt
came a long way from my tbt

[verse 3: philthy rich]
in a lambo truck got the ammo tucked
bounced out on a sucka n*gga camo duck
ar*15 lookin rambo’d up
shut down the odd block now its candled up
if there ain’t no bread, then there ain’t no beef
i was born money fast but i ain’t know meats
some died in my hood but i ain’t gon preach
some died in my hood but i ain’t gon preach
its philthy

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