lirik lagu phaneeq - lets split it
[intro]
“f-ck you lookin at n-gga?”
“im still tryina find out, nig-ga”
“hold on, hold on, we got a problem here?”
“we got uh problem here?”
“we got a problem n-gga?”
“can we have one night where they’re ain’t no fightin, n0body gets shot?”
“shutup b-tch”
“b-tch you-”
[chorus]
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
when you finish this the shootbox, n-gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett’in it
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
[verse 1]
when you finish this the shootbox, n-gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett’in it
gang gang, creepin on yo lane lane, if you n-ggas survive, promise he won’t walk the same boy, now he got them perky’s in it, you should say thanks boy, me and my b-tch don’t go to eat we hit the range boy
with uh opp thot, gettin opp top, make sure i f-ck her good so she can give her opp drop, put my rock in her box like im playin hop scotch, in the kitchen two pops, came back b-tter scotch
but this d-ck gon’ make her give up the drop, she want it, seen me from a mile away i promise that im on it, i was up all night, trippin to you yawnin, if you was wonderin’ why it seems like a slow mornin’ (lets get it)
i was up here (?) finessin, tryina catch it, (?) you know i tax it, how to feel a lil like me, a sneaky blessin, n-gga you ain’t lookin’ for me, stop flexin’
[chorus]
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
when you finish this the shootbox, n-gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett’in it
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
[verse 2]
von, p-ssy owe me money i ain’t finna stress, sick my dawg on him, told my n-gga fetch, he ain’t never played sports but my n-gga catch, and he ain’t got no typa manners, leave uh n-ggas mess (boom!), (?)
she say she was hungry (?), think that n-gga sneak-dissin but he ain’t @ me, he go 25 thousand k!ll his whole family, i be simpin clean but my hair nappy, she be sneakin out cuz she ain’t happy, i just got a beam this b-tch too happy, hit uh n-gga in the chest he did two backflips
i be moving fast cuz im rollin’, if he ain’t gunna shoot, why he told then? when i was locked up she ain’t know me, so when i got out i f-cked her homie, yhea 8 peice got the gwalah in the rollie, yhea yhea, hail cat (?) in the stollie, 4,5, xd i keep it on me, if a n-gga run up on me imma have to pull it on him (boom!)
(chorus)
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
when you finish this the shootbox, n-gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett’in it
imma shooter, head shooter, n-gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
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