lirik lagu asian doll - 2 shots 2 opps
[intro: asian doll]
grrah (k~khxn beats)
two glocks, uh~huh
[chorus: asian doll, iffy foreign]
(aye) aye, two glocks, two shots, two opps
these b~tches be lyin’ and these n~ggas [?]
why you f~ckin’ with a n~gga who ain’t got no bodies?
when there’s beef, gon’ be runnin’ to the cops
lay low, bro shootin’ through the door
[?] been f~ck folks (gdk)
this tec gon’ blow, on [?]
i be smoking dead n~ggas, got gas for the low (dead opps)
don’t talk (don’t talk)
better think, better use your brain
don’t tweak, get beat
don’t show no fear, don’t blink
if you wanna just beef, i’ma charge a fee
rush ’em, hop out the v, n~ggas duckin’
we at war like we [?] the russian
don’t be callin’ my phone ’bout nothin’
don’t be callin’ my phone ’bout gang (like gang, like gang)
[verse 1: iffy foreign, asian doll]
bullets hot, burnin’ up his stomach
you send six, i’m sendin’ a dozen
back out, then you better up it
if i back out, won’t do it for nothin’
on my cousin, i’m [?] a hunnid’ (no cap)
now he runnin’ like forest, we bumpin’
what you did? you ain’t do nothin’
f~ck it, he ain’t gon’ see when we comin’
he wan’ see the pole, when i up it, i’m lettin’ it go
i ain’t savin’ a soul, if you got the chop’, then you better blow
move hot, you better get low
n~ggas ridin’, they sellin’ they souls
i could never
want a verse? it’s thirty or better
and if you play, thirty from the neck up (aye)
[verse 2: asian doll, iffy foreign]
she think she a demon, well, b~tch, i’m the reaper (uh~uh)
k!llin’ these b~tches like i’m “jeepers creepers”
b~tches be switchin’ and tellin’ your secrets
you think you the hardest? you meetin’ your leader
asian, she with it, he call me his diva
bullets, they hot, it’s gon’ leave him a fever
don’t want that n~gga, he callin’ my beeper (aye, on gang)
i’m really crazy, i’m really violent
i’m with some k!llers, we turn up the [?]
he say he love me, i f~ck him and rob him
he say he love me, i f~ck him and~
where your b~tch? i can’t find ’em
where your glock? you don’t pop it
b~tches boppin’, n~ggas watchin’
if it’s pressure, we on timin’ (like d~mn, like d~mn)
[verse 3: iffy foreign]
h~he damaged, might need a check up
you know he dropped when we hit his chest up
well, you next up, and it’s [?]
i got more bread than the average dude
you a fool, i got a tool, drillin’
run up, i’m shootin’ at you
s~send [?], three won’t miss
f~ck it, i’ma just empty the clip
lil’ dumb n~gga, he ran and he tripped
ya mans get [?], i’ma ‘oot out his lip
he done it, [?]
[?] dirtbike, [?]
john wick, my sh~t different
like, who don’t spin? lil’ n~gga, you trippin’
we winnin’, y’all n~ggas broke
all these blues, my jeans can’t fit ’em
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