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lirik lagu ealuhri & yung rokk - my bitch mad

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[intro]
(let it run, zay, let it run, let it run)
lil yo gang

[chorus: yung rokk]
yeah, my b~tch got mad, went through my call logs
she trippin’, she seen all the hoes in my phone
the b~tch know that i’m cheatin’, i’m double m
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout a b~tch, get another ho
on lil yo gang, i’m known to pimp hoes
the b~tch actin’ like a dog, give her bone
on the block throw up y with the m
rokka set, rokk5, youngmob
and i can teach you how to work the stick
hit your block out the back of the car
sit back and i roll up the dope while a bad b~tch text my phone
block life, on yungrokk5, know i’m on the block tryna get off some grams right now
hit your block out the back of the nascar, that’s a splat
sl~t the ho out, i ain’t trick the b~tch, i do taxin’
we just span thеir block, now we watchin’ for the opps
ydouble play offеnce and defence
i got money, don’t know what to spend it on
f~ck it, spend it on glocks and drip
10double leave your brains in the street
glock in my hand, don’t need to come off the hip
[verse 1: yung rokk]
got a big bullet, on rokk5, hit a n~gga block, sound like explosion
put three holes in your head like i’m bowlin’
got a bad b~tch eatin’ my boulder
out the back of the striker, but we call it a splat
the stick work good and i rushed it
and i just got my hands on her tit
mix the quagen with the wock’, now i feel a lil’ bubbly
catch a hat, throw a party, confetti
throw a three double bullet at your hat
lil yo gang f~ck b~tches, get money
fill my lungs up with wock’ and a hi~chew
spread the racks all the way to my chest
i just covered my heart with the president
bought valentino with dead presidents
spend the racks, get it back, do it again
all black off~white ski~mask, in the all pink sp5der suit
all black on your block with this stick out the back

[verse 2: ealuhri]
took the all black coupe to the club
g~lock in my pant, i ain’t leavin’ it under no mat
close call, hit the gas, it go far
free lil x, down the road was tryna spark
lil yo gang catch a opp in the club
p~ssy boy left his gun in the car
in the coupe, almost shot the lil’ boy, was my brother
blockstar, he just sit in the cut with that kutta
rockstar, hit guitar from the high ground, buzzard
glockstar, told yung rokk, “let’s go take down my uncle”
hit his brain, throw a party, confetti
my ho bad with a big forehead and a big ol’ booty, got her hair to the back like betty
me and yung rokk in the mini~van like sh~ggy and scooby, hit his brain, get a sandwich
it’s a quadruple stack, extra lettuce on it
’bout lil yo, he get stick on top his head like a pony
my white boy flip a opp on his face, hulk hogan
yung rokk three to the top of the boy head, let’s go bowlin’
this a dirty stick, put mud on the handle like a doggy home
where he at? cut his block ’bout lil yo, them boys dead~ass wrong
kkk in the splat, chop, chop, chop, chop, let’s go burn
white lil’ freak hit the blow then she blow on the d~ck
i’m a blockstar, i really got the ski goggles on
i go tarzan, middle of the jungle, no phone
he a warrior, know he gon’ wig with the stick
i’ve been cheatin’ on my bih’, i’ve been sleepin’ with ten
[chorus: yung rokk]
yeah, my b~tch got mad, went through my call logs
she trippin’, she seen all the hoes in my phone
the b~tch know that i’m cheatin’, i’m double m
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout a b~tch, get another ho
on lil yo gang, i’m known to pimp hoes
the b~tch actin’ like a dog, give her bone
on the block throw up y with the m
rokka set, rokk5, youngmob
and i can teach you how to work the stick
hit your block out the back of the car
sit back and i roll up the dope while a bad b~tch text my phone
block life, on yungrokk5, know i’m on the block tryna get off some grams right now
hit your block out the back of the nascar, that’s a splat
sl~t the ho out, i ain’t trick the b~tch, i do taxin’
we just span their block, now we watchin’ for the opps
ydouble play offence and defence
i got money, don’t know what to spend it on
f~ck it, spend it on glocks and drip
10double leave your brains in the street
glock in my hand, don’t need to come off the hip


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