lirik lagu donotcomenearme – seï k (7777)
[intro : seï] : (woah, aye, aye, yuh) i nutted in this b*tch ear and she couldn’t hear sh*t for 9 months, haha, bigstankdaddy777, you know what the f*ck goin on (aye, aye, aye)
[verse 1 : seï]
you know a n*gga always gotta keep it 100
you know a n*gga always gotta get to the summit
f*ck out the way, cuz i’m making my wave and you n*ggas just hate while i’m makin that pa*per, fix ya face, fore a n*gga really bout to put you in yo place, beat a n*gga up and then i’m bohta to do the race, b*tch n*ggas know that i’m beating the case. try me again and i’ll fold you n*gga, pop another clip and i’m reloaded n*gga, all my n*ggas wolves, we dont play my n*gga. i dont really hang with fakes uh, i dont reallt hang with lames uh. everytime i hear your namе uh, a n*gga wanna make u feel pain uh. feel my fists on your face uh
[verse 2 : caprice the new youngin]
diamonds, my fist, i was born right to [?]
i don’t hang with the [?], n*gga f*ck around my [?]
i see [?]
i’m the youngеst since birth [?]
[?], hit the dash, then i gotta get
that’s the n*gga man who [?] caprice, yea we gotta dip
no slit, no wrists, my emo b*tch got custom chains
all around her wrists
oh, go ahead with your mistress, i took her b*tch
and i’m [?]
[?]
got the gas in my mouth, it hit loud like a fart (cut the beat, cut the beat)
(mike ike : jesus christ bro)
(like say whassup hm, i just gotta say like what is up? hm)
[verse 3 : mike ike]
f*cking with my gang, go on k!lling spree, n*gga
i don’t think these motherf*ckers feeling me, n*gga
boof got me higher than how the ceiling be, n*gga
i don’t spit no bars only soliloquies, n*gga
b*tch, i am not fake, i am a billie jean, n*gga
getting on my patience, i get really mean, n*gga
f*cked up!
b*tch go and take a step sideways, yuh
tough luck!
i’ll come and make ya head vibrate, yuh
what does
that mean? i’ll rage up them migraines, yuh
lungs bust!
when i scream, hate ma left eye pains, yuh
make a f*ck n*gga throw a fit
when i pull up to the school i show a kid, mmm
how my d*ck went and broke her wrist
straight fire but i still got colder sh*t, uhhhh
pop out, talk loud, how you gonna walk out?
if i really pull up with the chop now?
drop down, long route, b*tch i’m with the compound
if a p*ssy wanna come get called out
b*tch
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