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all i do - thakingali, $uave lyrics

all i do lyrics
[verse: thakingali]
slide on him get a knockout
brother outside wit the glock out
shoota wit dreads yeah the mop out
baby chopper go braka
we gon cut him open like baraka
choppa hit like a boulder it rock out
she gon f*ck wit the gang when we pop out
took her west for vacation the top down
yeah, why you cappin’ know you n*ggas not like that
post a picture lookin (flee) she gon like that
in my dms want the (dee) come and bite that
catch him lackin’ hit him (bink) n*gga fight back
she say she bored, come gimme a night cap
top in the whip windows tinted its night black
rappers be cappin’ like yeah thats a nice hat
i know that you broke lil boy where your ice at
[verse: $uave]
b*tch i’m a loner and
yea i am a stoner
i’m rollin up sheets when i ride wit my chauffeur
callin’ my phone and she told me come over
but i cannot drive cuz i hate being sober
my ice got corona don’t drink the coronas
i light up his head like i just hit the bonus
you say you m man but u actin real hoeish
i stay wit my brovas like i am nick jonas
b*tch, i know why they mad at me
cuz i got them bags on me
don’t bluff on the gram you get tagged for free
we them n*ggas that you never could be
christian ponder made a play for a p
streets cold so i walk wit the heat
your car payment put that sh*t on my feet

[verse: thakingali]
your b*tch in my bed givin’ mental
i’m drawing my gun ain’t no stencil
that n*gga get popped like a pimple
i keep sh*t a bean like a pinto
i’m smoking on loud like it was some high gain
you smokin’ on huff it gave you a migraine
baggin’ your b*tch all it took was a mind game
i walk in the function i’m drippin’ its light rain
[verse: $uave]
walk in the function drippin’ like a faucet
you know it’s good gas if it’s leavin’ you nauseous
play wit ali ima leave you unconscious
trap out the partments’
i feel like bane i was born in the darkness
don’t call it stuntin’ we do this sh*t often
ready to make a lil mark on a target
petty we might help you pick out your coffin, b*tch

[verse: thakingali & $uave]
your girlfriend is creepin’ she lie say i’m sleepy
when really she bouta come suck on this meaty
we know she a bird ima call that b*tch tweety

- thakingali uave lyrics

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