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lirik lagu paygotti & bak jay - onnat tymin

[intro: paygotti & bak jay]
yeah, yeah, yeah (mm, oh, sh~t, big bbak)
ayy (come on)
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: paygotti & bak jay]
a hundred bands on me, throw lil’ bro some chip to get him clipped
shook it off, they must’ve thought that i be walkin’ with a limp
stupid b~tch that insta beef what got him popped up in his sh~t
calm it down, he still alive, so baby boy, that’s not a skit
f~ck them dead n~ggas, screamin’ ’til they come and send me home
i’ll sn~tch a n~gga straight up out his chains, then put him on
as soon as n~ggas say my brother name, we got him gone
on that timin’ (come on), bro, don’t forget your ski and leave your phone (big bak)

[verse 2: bak jay]
yeah, he was dissin’ for nothin’, got hit with dracs like three times (three times)
screamin’ f~ck the laws, i pull up, spin the block, then rewind (skrrt)
he got my head hot, f~ck, i want him dead
we ain’t aimin’ for no legshots, whole body, want it spread (ha)
never gon’ f~ck with the 5, but nowadays i crack a four (crack that sh~t)
he be thinkin’ she ain’t goin’, me and brodie cracked the ho (been cracked that sh~t)
like d~mn, we run through your door (they ain’t say nothin’)
get down, better not say no more (better say nothin’, ayy)
i was fifteen with big dreams, been jumped off the porch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[verse 3: pay gotti & bak jay]
stuck up in the func’, i’ma step if it’s for the cause
i got a freaky b~tch, i walk in, she say, “take off your drawers”(freak, freak, take)
ain’t no duckin’ low ’cause this fully gon’ go through walls
four of ’em, three drop, let’s spin again and k!ll ’em all (d~mn)

[verse 4: bak jay]
ooh, ooh, ooh, sh~t
pull up to that function h~lla deep, got plenty sticks (plenty sticks)
40 chopper, got h~lla kick, soon as i land, i need a bl!ck
boy, i’m havin’, this sh~t real life, ain’t fakin’ for no pics
boy, i’m tired of these fake~ass, cap~ass n~ggas (cap~ass n~ggas)
they keep tellin’ me slow down like, “ain’t you tired of pullin’ triggers?”
h~ll nah, no, i’m not, tell bro come on, just got the drop
steady worried ’bout some b~tches, set ’em up, wait for that thot (stupid)
all my pockets got knots in it, you better know it (on god)
on probation, but still strapped out with that brrt, just don’t show it
catch a n~gga from the ‘gram dissin’ 3, i up and blow it (brrt)
she say, “knock this p~ssy out,” okay bet, call me floyd (i be floyd)

[verse 5: paygotti]
ayy, ayy, got murder on my conscience but promise to stop the spinnin’
i tap bro on his shoulder, move over, and let me get him
56’s, fine sh~t, n~gga die ‘fore they even hit him
don’t clique up with them b~tches, we spakin’ whoever with him
i stamp sh~t to the floor while you sittin’, stuck on the couch
like rent~a~center service, we pop up at n~ggas house
just grabbed him for that blitz, now they wishin’ he watch his mouth
i need a player b~tch, not a b~tch that’s gon’ sit and pout, n~gga
[outro: paygotti]
yeah, i need a player b~tch, not a b~tch that’s gon’ sit and pout, n~gga
yeah, say, can y’all hear me, though?
ayy, ayy, ayy

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