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lirik lagu cash kidd, hbk, daboii & stunthard buda - dork!

[intro: cash kidd]
tsh, huh
all gas, no brakes unless it’s with your b~tch
big pointers on my ear, look like lilo, stitch
finna unfollow my homie, n~ggas tender d~ck (no way, hozay)
tuh, switchy on the strap
stupid n~gga catch a bullet quicker than a slant
your b~tch want my son, told the b~tch i ain’t no plant
big backend, got me feelin’ like an ant (ayy)

[verse 1: cash kidd]
big fn, i got rich best friends
sega genesis, had to blow that b~tch back in
get ’em blew, turn ’em to a ghost, ms. pacman
shoot fifty, then throw the extra clip back in
served a n~gga all shake like a quick lap dance, huh
hit his b~tch, now he wanna k!ll cash kidd, huh
my girlfriend boyfriend a dweeb
she all in my thread ’cause i sold her a dream
boy, please, i can’t arguе with no geek, you pathetic
you found out your b~tch was cheatin’ and start treatin’ hеr better, huh
ayy, i got more bills than the state alabama
i hit your b~tch off a blunt, i’m j. alexanders
them boys beggin’ me for hits, straight out the slammer
with my brother at your door, i ain’t shilo sanders
sloppy with the throat and ain’t got no manners
my hand under your girl dress like shai alexander
you n~ggas frontin’ like rosa parks
all these hoes these n~ggas cuffed, they belong to marc, huh (me)
i’m in the striker, havin’ s~x in a stolen car
got two chicks with me like noah’s ark
on the boat with your baby mama, nails glowin’ dark
she finna treat my d~ck like the world’s longest straw (hahaha)
ayy, huh, your b~tch want backshots, but i closed the bar
huh, you little n~ggas poor (broke)
every time it’s smoke, i bring it to a n~gga door (ayy)
yeah, big pointers on my earrings like a fork
we ain’t worried ’bout a d~mn thing, n~ggas dorks
ooh, a switch on me on airplane in new york
big money, feel like bandgang on a wh0re (uh~huh)
yeah, boy, i’m bust down like a tour (yup)
i can see the whole f~ckin’ town from my porch, stupid~ass n~gga
[verse 2: hbk]
b~tch said i look twenty~five, i’m in my light thirties
she comin’ home with me, she put on a white jersey
f~cked her first night, woke up and booked her flight early
shooter while i’m cookin’ jamaican food, yeah, i’m like curry
cash kidd want me on this b~tch? i’m ’bout to snap like him
both our name kid? f~ck it, might as well act like him
this a don c., why would i lie? i ain’t gon’ cap like you
b~tch, call me when you done bleedin’, don’t call me when you back cyclin’ (cyclin’)
thirty pointers in my chain, it’s in the second quarter
told my ex to dump me, i ain’t sh~t and it was better for her
i can’t trust a b~tch, she live in vegas and she never wh0re
give me my motherf~ckin’ louis, i don’t need wine when i’m in the store

[verse 3: daboii]
and every time i’m in the store, i spend five or better
late up on your payment? yeah, aight, you gotta pay me extra
n~ggas get ’round hoes and start to lyin’, say they pressed me? never
had to kick the b~tch up out the whip, she f~ckin’ up my leather
and who the f~ck say i’m hidin’ like we ain’t outside?
put them babies on you, they tryna eat, b~tch, it’s chow time
sendin’ through five hundred sh~lls if it’s about mine
gang finally caught they first hat, n~gga, about time
you really think you f~ckin’ with me? put a dub up
throwin’ ones and all the strippers turn the club up
yeah, if you got a victim to your name, hold your gun up
you ain’t never seen a hun’ or better? shut the f~ck up
fifty~dollar jeans up on my body, but it’s bands in ’em
made that sh~t a play about some money, know my hand’s in it
tryna flip your cash? talk to me, this ain’t no scam, n~gga
b~tch p~ssy a waterpark for real, did my dance in it
[verse 4: stunthard buda]
that lil’ b~tch that you love, i be playin’ in her throat (what?)
got the b~tton on this b~tch, press this sh~t like a remote
all that talkin’, dog a ho, when we bump “murder she wrote”
all the opps in the new ‘za, so it’s murder what i smoke
like, roll another p~ssy
if i catch him and he slippin’, then i’m murderin’ that p~ssy (go)
i’m a vet’ with this sh~t, n~ggas know i ain’t no rookie
on the edge with a fully, n~ggas know they ain’t gon’ push me, n~gga (woo)
it’s like everything i am, these n~ggas try to be (what?)
do she cream or she squirt? that’s what i’m tryna see (yeah)
off a e, n~gga, f you, don’t even got a g (yeah)
any alter’, then i’m clutchin’ like i gotta pee

- lirik lagu cash kidd hbk daboii stunthard buda

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