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espn - tae2smooth lyrics

[verse]
f*ck n*gga use your head ‘fore you lose that sh*t
i’m in the back with a brand new glock 19, and it came with a cooling kit
i’m in that deep end, he wanna’ swim wit’ a shark, n*gga f*ck ’round lose his b*tch
bro too deep in, how you gon’ cry ’bout a b*tch?
like, the whole d*mn gang done hit
i get a bag, and it’s back to the trap
from the 903, put that sh*t on the map
don’t know me, ima get to the bag
yeah, okay, let’s get to the facts
i was down to bad, n*gga where was you at?
i came up to quick, now my car to fast
lil’ bad ass bih’ let me hit off the bat
i’m tryna hit it
only time a young n*gga cap, is if i’m wearing ‘fitted
i’m gettin’ rich, feel like i’m popeye, i’m stackin’ that paper, i’m gettin’ that spinach
b*tch, let’s get it
he wanted smoke with the kid, but i promise it’ll f*ck up his image
ain’t no tricking, went on a date with a b*tch, she got mad when i told her we splittin’
aye, swish, shootin’ my shot at a light skin b*tch, huh
i put a b*tch in a black truck, huh
i’m tryna see fine sh*t, huh
darker the berry, the sweeter the juice, i need a dark skin b*tch, huh
n*ggas be stealin’ my swag, f*ck it, let’s sell that sh*t, get rich
ain’t no beefing with em’
n*ggas talk on twitter, he a b*tch
all that talkin’ with no pape’ you got 0 motion b*tch
you can call me motion man, i made a band from 0 cent
you ain’t talkin’ money n*gga, man that sh*t don’t make no sense
[outro]
(yeah, that sh*t don’t make no sense to me)
(sh*t make 0 sense to me)
(0 sense)

- tae2smooth lyrics

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