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lirik lagu $hmacked bby - first day out

[intro]
i’m always gettin’ told like “$hmacked bby tough, you so hard, like how the f~ck you get so fine, like why you be rappin’ so tough” like b~tch shut the f~ck up
(ayo x9)

[verse 1: $hmacked bby]
why you always on my d~ck?
always on my come in since i’m d~ck ridin’ sh~t
ho was talkin’ tough, we gon’ pull up wit’ them bl!cks
talkin’ on the gram, we gon’ slide to your crib
(huh) aye, you the bad b~tch to come and shake some
cheated on my b~tch, oh my god, i’m tryna play dumb
talkin’ ’bout some money but i know you f~ckin’ make none
i just made a million, i spent it all on mask john

[verse 2: $hmacked bby]
.556 to his legs, ima spin back
put ’em in the ground, r.i.p, yеah i did that
hit a l!ck and then i run like i’m usain
sorry ’bout the body bag, b~tches tryna do thangs
huh, why the f~ck you tryna step up?
bro tryna squabble wit’ me, go n’ get yo check up
i ain’t spend a hunnid k but i got some extra
she said “can you marry me?”, i said “b~tch never”
[verse 3: l!l dankmanchungus]
(yuh, yuh) aye, two clone shots and a cream pie
i be all up in the p~ssy, no feedline
yeah, this d~ck make her wanna be mine
and she throwin’ it back on the facetime
only here for one thing, don’t waste time
aye, that’s yo mans over there? he a fruity dude
he be walkin’ ’round in the f~ckin’ groovy shoes
he be walkin’ ’round, dressin’ like he prkr blu
aye, i got h~lla song ho’s, never needed you
pull up to the party, pop the opps just like balloons
b~tch i had made a hunnid bands by the afternoon
feels like i’m generating money like a tycoon
aye, call up dank man, when they get swift
i got racks, but i still don’t think i got enough
she a bad b~tch but i can’t cuff
aye, you at the bottom bro, d~mn sh~t is tough

[verse 4: crusafix]
aye, started from the bottom now we at
and i’m f~ckin’ wit’ yo that, she said “text me when you’re here”
i said shadow watch yo speaks, b~tch you better keep it clear
got a glock wit’ extendo, b~tch i got some better gear
hol’ up, wit’ the team in the dark, we the men in black
huh, bro was talkin’ on the team, we gon’ handle that
huh, we gon’ slide to yo crib like it’s doordash
huh, i’m in love wit’ money b~tch, i need more racks
[verse 5: arnold]
aye, me and $hmacked bby, f~ck it up
ice and we trappin’, baby we be stackin’ bucks
all these b~tches on my d~ck, man i can’t give a f~ck
y’all just tryna play me, didn’t know this sh~t was up
aye b~tch
i don’t give a f~ck ’bout what you say b~tch
i know that you’re talkin’ because you just stay a lame b~tch
we be choppin’ out the live and we still go insane b~tch
them stupid b~tches talk a lot but they still givin’ brain b~tch
i don’t give a f~ck on where the f~ck that you was from
i’ve been getting bread from homeless motherf~ckin’ bums
i be getting burk because b~tch i’m h~rny in the slums
baby i’m a freak, lemme put it on yo thong
put it on yo tongue b~tch
we can have some fun b~tch
maybe i can treat you out, i’m not a f~ckin’ bum b~tch
all yo b~tches goofy
them shoes be lookin’ looney
pop the burger in the dough just like a balooney

[chorus: $hmacked bby]
and my family see my ass on the tv
not for good things, everybody saying free me
shawty on my d~ck, ’cause she saying tryna please me
b~tch i’m gettin’ money in this blue, mr. macy’s
and my family see my ass on the tv
not for good things, everybody saying free me
shawty on my d~ck, ’cause she saying tryna please me
b~tch i’m gettin’ money in this blue, mr. macy’s
[outro]
aye $hmacked bby
tell me all yo secrets baby
i can keep ’em baby

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