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onna come up - retorted lyrics

[chorus]
yeah i got them racks, got them stacks
ran it up so fast b*tch, now i got a bag (i got a bag)
gunshots every night, yeah, you would think i live in gotham
now we on the come up, we no longer on the bottom (no longer on the bottom)
we ran up then we shot ’em
one hole in his head, you would think he was a possum
but this ain’t no road*k!ll, we be on that job, son (we be on that job, son)

[verse 1]
on the come up, we don’t give f*cks about a b*tch (no f*cks)
on the come up, we crash that ‘lamb into a ditch (oh d*mn)
k!ll that p*ssy boy if he turn into a snitch (bow*bow*bow)
i don’t chill with rappers, yeah, i just chill with their b*tch (she mine)
did this for the gang, now we all f*cking rich (hеlla rich)
can’t trust none of these hoеs, yeah they all f*cking switch
[chorus]
yeah i got them racks, got them stacks
ran it up so fast b*tch, now i got a bag (i got a bag)
gunshots every night, yeah, you would think i live in gotham
now we on the come up, we no longer on the bottom (no longer on the bottom)
we ran up then we shot him
one hole in his head, you would think he was a possum
but this ain’t no road*k!ll, we be on that job, son (we be on that job, son)

- retorted lyrics

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