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lirik lagu lil ruin & lil scoom89 - "stretch somethin’ "

[intro]
(ayy, who said scoom wasn’t on sh~t? haha)
(yo ruin, this that one!)
(you ain’t even a breeze for my man scoom, b~tch)
boom! (grrah, grrah)

[chorus: lil ruin]
better not tweak, i’ll make you fold (b~tch!)
i been on that savage sh~t since i’m 12 years old
caught him lackin’ at that light, made that p~ssy lose control (skrrt!)
i’m the type to flip a desk and beat my teacher if she bold (facts!)
you the type to pillow talk and cry when pressure hit the soul
treat that boy like dirty laundry—spin him twice and leave him cold (spin back!)
all these hollow tips like lyrics—every shot i drop is gold (grrah!)
why the f~ck you buy a vest if we just shoot above the shoulder?
(dumbass!)
drac’ got monkey nuts, it’s built for war, not for no holster (boom, boom!)

[verse 1: lil ruin]
i like thick hoes with tattoos, and i like codeine in my sprite
i like guns that get real loud, arps with infrared sight (brrrt!)
told my shorty calm it down, she keep tryna blow me mid~fight (she wildin’)
told my opp i got a gift, wrapped that b~tch up with some dynamite (boom!)
big sticks in the whip, this ain’t no band, but it got drums
bro got angry with that switch and turned that boy into some crumbs (grrah!)
b~tch, i’m slimy like a serpent, masked up when the reaper come
lil’ bro tryna earn his stripe, caught a body just for fun (he did that!)
i’m in traffic high as h~ll, thirty wocky in my system
if he breathin’ while we spinnin’, best believe we won’t dismiss him
we ain’t shootin’ for no clout, b~tch, we shootin’ with precision (facts)
if that glock jam up on scoom, he gon’ stomp him into submission (grrah!)
[chorus: lil ruin]
better not tweak, i’ll make you fold (yeah!)
i been on that savage sh~t since i was 12 years old
caught him lackin’ at that light, made that p~ssy lose control
i’m the type to flip a desk and beat my teacher if she bold
you the type to pillow talk and cry when pressure hit the soul
treat that boy like dirty laundry—spin him twice and leave him cold
all these hollow tips like lyrics—every shot i drop is gold
why the f~ck you buy a vest if we just shoot above the shoulder? (stupid!)

[verse 2: lil scoom89]
i was locked, but now i’m back (i’m out)
he a rapper, not on that (he cappin’)
we don’t talk, just pull up black (skrrt!)
he got hit, we doubled back (boom!)
micro drac’ split through his coat, now he leakin’ like a flat (p~ssy!)
all that typin’ on the ‘net, we pull up where you tweetin’ at (pull up!)
had his mama on that live, screamin’ “lord, where my baby at?”
we don’t talk emotions, b~tch, we toss ’em in the back (grrah, grrah!)
that boy tried to run from fate, but we caught him—gave him snacks (here!)
762s gon’ stretch him, got him twitchin’ like a fax (baow!)
durango flyin’ down the ave, that b~tch roar like it’s possessed
we don’t go for chest, b~tch, we shoot neck and up, no vest (dumb!)
tsg, we run the field, come around, get hit like chess (boom!)
too much ice, can’t see the time, ap bustin’ on my wrist (bling!)
and my youngin’ got that flame, he just twelve and he don’t miss (he don’t!)
[chorus: lil ruin]
better not tweak, i’ll make you fold
i been on that savage sh~t since i’m 12 years old
caught him lackin’ at that light, made that p~ssy lose control
i’m the type to flip a desk and beat my teacher if she bold
you the type to pillow talk and cry when pressure hit the soul
treat that boy like dirty laundry—spin him twice and leave him cold
all these hollow tips like lyrics—every shot i drop is gold
why the f~ck you buy a vest if we just shoot above the shoulder?
(boom! boom! b~tch!)

- lirik lagu lil ruin lil scoom89

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