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lirik lagu lil rae - 30 deep

[verse]
we gon’ pop out on your block, we thirty deep
you want you some pounds, go’n hit lil mon up, my boy got bags for cheap
tryna step on somethin’, gon’ call my favorite smacker, baby 3
bought an ar~15, then i turned this b~tch to an arp
told the ho don’t waste my kids, she looked at me and swallowed it
freaky sh~t, be on that time, spit in her mouth, she swallowed it
come here, baby girl, you fine, i’m tryna give you all of it
i got that check, i ain’t save a dime, man, i blew through all that sh~t
ask my b~tch, i play with money, i’ma have them hitters comin’
say she feel it in her stomach, come here, why you runnin’ from it?
he dropped a diss on mе, it’s nothin’, and he ain’t shot at me, that sh~t be cap
and whеn they let me off the band, i’m in the backseat tryna clap
b70 and a g19, i promise you i’m never lackin’
ain’t no pullin’ in the front, ayy, twin, go tell them hoes to back in
if i fronted you some sh~t, don’t call my phone, you ain’t got the backend
this a two~man drill, i got the front, lil’ twin, you watch the back end (on god)
hit him with all type of different kinds, look like lil’ buddy lackin’
these n~ggas down bad on they d~ck, that’s why these n~ggas out here crashin’ (these n~ggas just be crashin’)
you got one time to show a flaw, and then you gone in like two seconds
first day out of jail, mom dukes came to my five and she had blessed me (on god)
if i dropped that forty~ball, i would’ve knocked off that boy—
trx, i come through hoggin’, i bet gsp can’t catch me
come here, put that p~ssy on me, throw it back, i bet i catch it
glock 19, it’s pretty and brown, somethin’ like my girl, this b~tch here s~xy
lil’ buddy had k!lled baby k, since then, they want it in blood
y’all had four years to come k!ll me, n~gga, was posted up inside our hood (blaow, blaow, blaow)
takin’ pictures on the block not gangster, get that understood (brraow)
make sure the drac’ don’t burn my hand off, i put the tape around the wood
i still done spint with the stars in the roof, lil’ twin ‘nem in a urus
if i show you my bank, you probably’ll cry, you look at yours
go pull a hundred out the bank and tell ’em put it on the floor (put that sh~t on the floor)
he ain’t touched a twenty~ball, lil’ bruh, you’re poor
redeye, i come through smashin’, freak b~tch, she like it nasty
she get wild in the sheets, but out in public, she classy
a lot of these lil’ n~ggas undercover, yeah, they sassy
slim in the waist, cute in the face, can’t lie, i got a baddie
rick owens with the big shoelaces, these are not no lanvins
he talkin’ ’bout what he had three years ago, that’s in the past tense (what do you got now?)
hop out, face shot, leave a n~gga stankin’, smell like some bad fish (oh my god)
i’ma, i’ma, i’ma come through bm~dub, i’m with some bad sh~t (godd~mn, haha)
[outro]
ycoe
keep goin’, ycoe
ycoe (that’s on god, n~gga)
huh

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