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lirik lagu say drilly - gold digger

[verse: say drilly & unknown n~gga]
b~tch, all you dirty, can’t get it from me
better boost from the store, you could get it for free
why this opp n~gga texting me, talking too high?
i called juju, he flocking for me
and i bet he gon’ do it for free
i put trust in the son, now my shooter elite
when i dump on the beat, he gon’ dump on the streets
any n~gga move wock, just see
like, i never stop, b~tch, i stay in a jet
if i die, it’s gon’ be for a check
mezzy a dummy, he died for the set
jb a boss, got hit in his chest
like, we send him three, hit his mom with the rest
he was runnin’, got caught in the jets
ebk, let’s go find out who next
like, big drilly gang and they know we the best
like, i’m on his block—where the flockas?
big .38 tryna clear out the roster
he was dissing, now he in the doctor
he caught a shot tryna think he a boxer
she giving top, don’t stop her
she hold the knock, we flock her
we on the rey, we making it hotter
b~tch, we them demons who turned into—
d~moe just hopped out, he ready to torch ‘em
juju my demon, he ready to scorch ‘em
hang out the window, but n0body saw him
they be dissing, my n~ggas is scoring
that ain’t no forming, these n~ggas is boring
we catch a opp, laugh it up in the morning
he tried to run, but we already saw him
your shooter is p~ssy, so why did you—
these n~ggas daring, don’t come to my side
grab your gun, is you ready to ride?
talking on aj, you ready to die?
and this big .45 got me ready to slide
and we tried to text nazzy, but he ain’t reply
i forgot he was dead ‘cause i’m high
calling my youngins if he try to lie
and jacob a d~ck looking down from the sky
real sh~t, i’m a demon, don’t try me
where he at? i’ma purge in his lobby
murder on go, tryna catch him a body
nas in the spot, tryna run into oppy
on the o’s, then i’m looking for blocky
got the chops, so don’t think you can box me
shots to his chest ‘cause he think that he rocky
dump on the opps, get attached to my—
look like a movie, like twitter’s on imax
[?] on call like i gave him a contract
b~tch, i’m a jet, it’s a loop when i fly that
ape in the city like, “where all my guys at?”
oh, that’s your wife? but i been on the side that
beat up the p~ssy, she laughing, might climb back
hit from the back, now she tryna rewind that
wait—grrah
hold on, i ain’t taking you home
lil b~tch, we can’t talk on the phone
steady outside, no, i’m not going home
b’s on my line, i can’t talk on the phone
bet my ex think i’m taking it back (never)
suck my d~ck, one more time, now relax (like, what?)
spin the floss, new opp in a pack (like, what?)
in the hood with a jettz in her ass (grrah)
g.o.a.t. n~gga vibes, i do not trust her
i cannot love her (i can’t)
word to my mother (no)
she want the cash, yeah, she want designer
i take her visa, then i’ma dub her
like, hit it one time, i’ma pass her to glow
she a gold digger, i already know
shorty a treesh, yeah, shorty a hoe
i fell in love with that, word to my o
yeah
i ain’t saying she a thot, n~gga (uh)
but she done been around the block, n~gga (uh)
and she been f~cking with the opps, n~gga (yeah)
and them pockets always pop, n~gga (d~mn)
i ain’t saying she a thot, n~gga
but she done been around the block, n~gga
and she been f~cking with the opps, n~gga
and them pockets always pop, n~gga
like, d~mn
[outro]
you mad stussy, like, word to my mother, like
you really just mad strass, like
just get off my block, b~tch, you mad stussy, like
gangstas
grrah

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