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lirik lagu ittle - different nigga

imma different n~gga, i can show you how to rap different

if i fall imma ball, imma show you how to trap different

turn a zip to a pound, watch me show you how to stack different

all this money in my pocket i can show you that my racks different

made somethin outta nothin i can show you im legit

20 bands in my back pocket, now im feelin like the sh~t

im like the black power ranger, hit that n~gga wit a kick (hiyah!)

show these goofy i can rap and now they all up on my d~ck

i’ll turn a n~gga head to a bowl of chicken noodle soup (d~mn)

hit yo block and spin again i turn that b~tch into a loop

i’m cryin to my money guess i had a case of sad blues

i told my opps to stay inside or we gon put em on the news

i remember way back in the day whеn we had the block lit
i told my youngin “get it if u want it, don’t forgеt to pop sh~t”

yall broke n~ggas hatin, i ain trippin yall jus on sum opp shi

slide with jamaicans and with asians, we got glocks with chopsticks (hiyah)

who said makin money hard man i make it look ez peasy

when life give me lemons like some titties imma squeeze em

she keep on rubbing on my lamp til im bussin out that genie

i just beat a sped n~gga ass he said “ittle your a meanie”

can you please stop suckin d~ck, b~tch find a job

bullets tearin thru his house, eatin up his drywall

he messed with me and got punched, that is not my fault

only do it if you have to, do it at the right cost (b~tch)

all white chop you can say it hates n~ggas

might be skinny like a pencil, but i still erase n~ggas
do i look like a clown? i don’t entertain n~ggas

i don’t do no new friends, i eliminate n~ggas (b~tch)

i got it out the mud, got it out the muscle

what the f~ck this n~gga laughin at, i dare him f~ckin chuckle

he was doin dirty work, call him spongebob dirty bubble

baby grab up on my b~lls, lemme show u how to juggle

when sh~t go left, make a right, after that don’t move wrong

my glock tryna blast n~ggas, call him jimmy neutron

told this fat b~tch take a hike she went and got her boots on

i know yall love it when i rap they told me drop a new song

im nonchalant, schizophrenic, and a lil psycho

imma pill popper but i don’t need no f~ckin rhino

baby 5 rounds ain’t enough i need like 9 mo
bae was takin backshots, until her m~th~f~ckin spine broke

baby u so beautiful i love it when yo eyes glow

i’m tryna feel yo guts bae, get on top and just ride slow

baby got my love and loyalty but don’t forget she got my soul

tryna make yo eyes roll, to the back of yo head, when you grind slow

you cannot stress me, n~gga imma do this sh~t correctly

so much money in my pocket i make rich n~ggas respect me

all you haters talkin sh~t, none of all n~ggas affect me

make the right move like a chess piece, i know god will protect me

can’t intercept me, cuz when i got the ball i move intensely

a mean right jab but the left hook deadly

hit him with a 10 piece, kfc, now his bucket empty

if you don’t wanna die then stop testin me (b~tch)

now i’m really goin in on you b~tch made n~ggas

talkin sh~t up on that net i know you been afraid n~gga

they say ittle do it better, prolly cuz he raised different

stomach shot, make you kneel, like yo sins ain’t finished (b~tch)

i’ll have yo big homie smoked like tobacco

you ain’t got no room to talk, you be with the fat hoes

i’ll start a revolution like that n~gga castro

yo big homie got buried deep with the shadows

yo big homie got buried you gon lay wit em

throw that n~gga in a f~ckin ditch i ain no grave digger

beat a couple of my homies up cuz ion play n~gga

even if i change deep down, im still the same n~gga

told this fat b~tch to shut the f~ck up, she got a loud mouth

i know who k!lled, shh, but don’t ask me how i found out

i’m feelin like a king, tell them n~ggas bring my crown out

native glock on my hip, i’ll hit you with the pow~wow

ittle the destroyer when i catch him, ill demolish him

i just whipped my d~ck out and said “bae can you swallow this”

when you hear them bells ringing n~gga, it’s the ittle~pocalypse

if philosophies collide, then i’m aristotle with hollow tips

money in my pocket that’s a pocket full of sunshine, i got a glock and i know that it’s all mine oh

in a pocket got a pocket full of sunshine, got a glock and i know that it’s all mine

diss all you want but you n~ggas won’t hit me

hate all you want but you n~ggas won’t k!ll me no~oo~woahh

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