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out my top (2021) - wnc whop bezzy lyrics

[verse]
ayy, i’m out my top, don’t need no head on
tell ’em free lil top, sh*t, i can’t wait until he back home
run off with my pack and just like ricky, leave your back gone
i pop a perc’ and f*ck that b*tch to death and break her backbone
like, yeah, uh*huh, how you like that?
n*ggas claim they gangster in they songs, but they ain’t like that
disrespectful b*tch, i bat her down just like ike, yeah
n*ggas, these balencis on my feet, not no nikes
my n*gga do you bad behind that check just like nike
b*tches on my d*ck, they say these n*ggas wan’ be like me
b*tch, i squeeze triggers, all you n*ggas do is typin’
i facetime me a n*gga, you would think i’m outchea skypin’
always keep that strap on me, you would think i’m dykin’
i spit this sh*t straight off the dome, you would think i’m writin’
all i smoke is loud, n*gga, this sh*t sound like lightning
i’ma blow this b*tch, n*gga, i ain’t with that fightin’
i don’t f*ck with ratchet hoes, man, you n*ggas triflin’
b*tch, i’m with the bullsh*t, you could lose your life, uh
better hide your b*tch, i been done put it on your wife, uh
let me do my sh*t, you better not come f*ck up my night
i be fresher than a b*tch, uh, sharper than a knife, uh
i don’t like to wait, i like to handle sh*t on sight
popped an addy with the perc’, it got me rollin’ like a bike
kiss another n*gga b*tch, i’m just gon’ f*ck his ho tonight
make her eat it like some rice, don’t need no f*ckin’ gravy
i told her she can have my kids long as she swallow baby
you know i’m strapped down in this b*tch just like the f*ckin’ navy
and, look, in case you think i’m stupid, b*tch, i’m f*ckin’ crazy (yeah)
i poured a four straight out the bottle, this sh*t got me lazy
and, look, i been jumped off the porch, you know the streets raised me
and, b*tch, i got it on my own, ain’t no n*gga made me (yeah)
and if you see me on the addy, best believe they paid me
yeah, b*tch, i get money, uh, n*gga, i get moolah
n*ggas think they hard, these chopper bullets, they go through ya
sayin’ what you gon’ do, but when i see you, i’ma do ya
let me find out where you stay, pay you a visit, come and move ya

- wnc whop bezzy lyrics

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