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up top ft overpade - rriauh lyrics

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top down when i ride through yo city
two poles on my arms chin chitty
bad b*tch in the front she giddy
my n*ggas make a hole no diddy

put this chrome to ya neck he a chain sn*tcher
three in his spine
messing up his stature
im flying straight up i don’t need a ladder
yall n*ggas is sad and yall hoes is sadder

okay lemme stop playin with n*ggas
i might pull the trigger
my fame is the biggest it’s bigger than bigger
he want smoke so i turned him to a n*gga
he wanted the heat like he tryna get thinner
these bullets is food ima serve it for dinner
im printing out flyers right after i spin ha
he don’t know sh*t that hoe still a beginner
i’m colder than ice i belong the winter

bishh
i put that pad on her knees
bishh
with consent so if she agrees
bishh
tight like a lemon she squeezing
bishh
this music shi still is a breeze
bishh
told her to start up no keys
bishh
hope in the car and she cheesin
bishh
n*ggas smokin on trees
bishh
i’m smokin on these nominees b*tch
b*tch
we finna get ts started
b*tch
like em ignorant give her my hard head
b*tch
i post anything yall finna heart it
b*tch
some n*ggas keep movin r*t*rded
b*tch
hit em in the head he slow now
b*tch
said im boutta nut shawty slow down
b*tch
talkin like you tryna get poled down
b*tch
she sayin rriauhs a cold owl
overpade:

i ain’t gon lie im gon be out the box
b*tch so bad can’t be up the block
i ain’t gon lie i dont leave out the spot
these b*tches is bad i ain’t gettin soft
my b*tch is so bad im takin it off
i made too much cash still paying it off
im breaking this check i ain’t saving at all
weigh that sh*t up i ain’t waiting at all

balenci balenci balenci
i dont chase money the bag come to me
balenci balenci balenci
im charging them features they come wit a fee
balenci balenci balenci
wit rriauh we up in the v
balenci balenci blaenci
you innocent bit like a plea

so plea dont be stepping to me
i want gold golden deagles on me
with the silencer
im like garfield
lit a spliff like lasagna
h*lla backshots
looking back like nostalgia
i can’t save these n*ggas
i can’t save these n*ggas
goner
how much u pay these n*ggas
wouldn’t even give away these n*ggas
they bums

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