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lirik lagu richboypopin - past niggas

[chorus]
i’ll do anything for lil’ baby, the smoke can get passed around like these n~ggas pass cigs
i know you been done wrong, done bogus, but remember i’m not the same n~ggas
i’m not your last n~gga, i’m not the past n~gga, you best hash that n~gga, you best forget that n~gga
or with all disrespect, i’ma dish that n~gga, pull it out, c~ck it back and hit that n~gga
i’ma get my pit bulls to go and sick that n~gga

[verse 1]
these n~ggas keep pullin’ my leg, ironic, i’ma trip that n~gga
these b~tches keep talkin’ sped, ironic, i’ma lisp these n~ggas
these b~tches keep pullin’ my dreads, ironic, my b~tch’ll twist these b~tches
get rid of these b~tches
amazon, we ship thеse b~tches
kakarot, we fist thеse n~ggas
cap or not, we dish these n~ggas
cap or not, you wanna know so bad, then come and find out
i keep a tool on me, best believe i’m protectin’ my house
best believe i’m ten toes when i’m standin’ my ground
feel like chris breezy baby, i’m finna stomp the ground
my bad, i’m finna stomp the yard
sippin’ on that wokhart, quick to finish soon as i start
you can’t play me, i’m quick to play my cards
you can’t play me, just play your lil’ part
you ain’t even the side character, you ain’t even part of this big ass plot
baby, got a big~ass plot, come hop on my moped
baby, i’m not these other n~ggas, i be bringin’ motion
baby, i’m not these other n~ggas, beatin’ they sh~t to onlyfans
money my only lotion, rub it on me
baby, you got a big~ass forehead, get to touchin’ on me
[chorus]
i’ll do anything for lil’ baby, the smoke can get passed around like these n~ggas pass cigs
i know you been done wrong, done bogus, but remember i’m not the same n~ggas
i’m not your last n~gga, i’m not the past n~gga, you best hash that n~gga, you best forget that n~gga
or with all disrespect, i’ma dish that n~gga, pull it out, c~ck it back and hit that n~gga
i’ma get my pit bulls to go and sick that n~gga

[verse 2]
sick em’, 223’s it hit him
my aim too accurate, lil’ baby, best believe i won’t miss him
my homie will f~ck his b~tch after he dead, she won’t miss him
his homie sayin’ rip, ironic, the gun really did rip him
you’d think i had a mistletoe the way it kissed him
you really think i miss a hoe, i never hit em’
i don’t like these p~ssy n~ggas, and i never been one
pullin’ up with my ray~bans, i’m matchin’ that denim
always chillin’ with my slime, we stuck together like venom
yeah, we stuck, stuck, stuck, what b say, if it’s up, then it’s up
walk up in the club throwin’ hunnid, no dubs
i got loads of cash, might as well call it rugs
i need some band aids countin’ up too much with my thumbs
whoa, cutthroat, cuz said he got the hunchos
i’ve been makin buckets, can’t f~ck with no bucko
started makin’ a ruckus, about a month ago
workin’ my ass off, so i don’t gotta work for like a month or so
but i’ma still work my ass off, oh, i’ma be able to brag, oh
brag on these hoes, brag on the f~ck~n~ggas that didn’t think i would blow
now i’m livin’ the dream with my b~tch, oh, but she not no b~tch

- lirik lagu richboypopin

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