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motto - xaviersobased, che, plaqueboymax & young dabo lyrics

[chorus: xaviersobased & che]
yeah, this gun will punch a n*gga, gotta, uh (phew, phew)
yeah, this gun will punch a n*gga, gotta take his sh*t (huh, woah)
smokin’ blunts in this b*tch, no way to ask this sh*t (yeah, woo)
yeah, her feel not pretty, gotta pass the b*tch (pass)
i’ma stack it up, i’ma stash this sh*t (yeah)
i know she tight on the low, she on some pastor sh*t (yeah, that’s no cap)
yeah, i was an average student barely passin’ sh*t (hahaha)
huh, nina, that’s my baby, i’ma up the b*tch (boop*boop*boop*boop)

[verse 1: xaviersobased & che]
ran out of budz, gotta reload the clip (boop*boop*boop*boop)
yeah, she lyin’ to me, yeah, she say she celibate (slatt)
i know she lyin’ to me ’cause the way she suck the d*ck (hah)
yeah, she on our d*ck ’cause we up in this b*tch (phеw, phew, phew, phew)
yеah, he got it on him, i got ls in this sh*t (uh)
switch the flow, trappin’ all i know (frrt, frrt)
fell in the love with the way she give me throat (no cap)
take my soul, choppa take it slow (so based, huh)
yeah, she on me on the low (woo)
yeah, i’m with my n*gga che, he sippin’ slo moe (no cap, boop*boop*boop*boop)
yeah, i’m with my n*gga ren, that’s my loco (yeah, yeah)
h*lla blues on me like the six o (what?)

[verse 2: plaqueboymax & che]
5$tar sh*t, that’s the motto (blatt)
paper comin’ in, it’s fully auto (what?)
i told her that her man set the bar low (frrt)
she better off with a prince but f*ck it, what do i know? (what?)
my b*tch keep twerkin’ like its latto (huh?)
i’m a g*nius like i made the life of pablo (go)
she said she wanna f*ck me off the rhino
i dunk in that p*ssy like i play for don bosco
f*ck what they sayin’, f*ck what they sayin’ (what?)
yellow lamb truck, yeah, it go super saiyan (shoo)
freak little b*tch finna twerk for some bands (yeah)
i like what you doin’, but can you suck it with no hands?
(woo, woo)
(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
[chorus: xaviersobased & che]
yeah, this gun will punch a n*gga, gotta, uh (phew, phew)
yeah, this gun will punch a n*gga, gotta take his sh*t (huh, woah)
smokin’ blunts in this b*tch, no way to ask this sh*t (yeah, woo)
yeah, her feel not pretty, gotta pass the b*tch (pass)
i’ma stack it up, i’ma stash this sh*t (yeah)
i know she tight on the low, she on some pastor sh*t (yeah, that’s no cap)
yeah, i was an average student barely passin’ sh*t (hahaha)
huh, nina, that’s my baby, i’ma up the b*tch (boop*boop*boop*boop)

[verse 3: young dabo]
uh, uh
i told the b*tch, “hold up the 5”
i told the b*tch, “hold up the 5”
i told the b*tch, “hold up the 5”
play with my n*ggas, you gon’ die
my ho, she suicide
my n*ggas they genocide
told my n*gga, “it’s a homicide”
put a n*gga in a grave, put a n*gga in a grave
stomp him out with my boots
i’m in this b*tch with purple rain
i’m in this b*tch with purple rain, ho
i f*cked a b*tch in mexico

- xaviersobased che plaqueboymax young dabo lyrics

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