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lirik lagu souq - rank

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[intro]
(what the f~ck?)

[chorus]
uh, i got the drank on me (yeah)
ho~ hop out the coupe, we sippin’ lean (sippin’ it)
sou~ souq got glocks with f~ckin’ beams (on god)
whole squad, b~tch, we wipe yo’ team, on god (lil’ b~tch)
b~tch i be lil souq, i just be up (i be up)
sippin’ on drank, that lil’ boy had to re~up (huh, huh)
we~ we get the choppas, we send ’em to h~ll, yeah (to h~ll)
b~tch, i never snitched, b~tch, i’m never tellin’ (on god)
ca~ call up my shooter, that lil’ boy a felon (b~tch)
been stuck in the trap since i was like seven, huh

[verse]
yuh, uppin’ the bl!ck, man i tuck sh~t, yuh (uppin’ it)
freaky lil’ bih wanna suck d~ck, yuh (she wanna suck)
si– since a lil’ jit, i been hittin’ these juggs (huh)
quit d~ck ridin’, get off my nuts (get off)
had to tell that lil’ boy “get off my c~ck” (get the f~ck off my c~ck)
we got the glocks, we spin yo’ block (on gang)
cuffin’ her, that b~tch a bop, on god (she a bop, b~tch)
yuh, souq got a glock and that sh~t just be spazzin’
be– be off the perkies’, i be in a spasm (spazzin’ out)
hittin’ these l!cks, man, i can’t stop trappin’ (what?)
fu– f~ckin’ yo’ b~tch, and that booty be clappin’ (b~tch, say what?)
b~tch, on god that b~tch bad (huh, huh)
we caught his ass, he goin’ out sad (on god)
st– stomp that lil’ boy out, he dead (yuh)
pu– pull up wit’ a ar, i be sprayin’ sh~t (huh)
yuh, i get the bread, man, i’m makin it’, yuh (lil’ b~tch)
y~ yo’ b~tch throwin’ ass man, she shakin’ it, uh (on god)
yuh, call up the plug, man i need some new drank
yuh, we pop that– pop that– pop that boy (yuh, yuh, yuh, what)
i be just uppin’ my rank, uh
[chorus]
i– i got the drank on me (yeah)
ho~ hop out the coupe, we sippin’ lean (sippin’ it)
sou~ souq got glocks with f~ckin’ beams (on god)
whole squad, b~tch, we wipe yo’ team, on god (lil’ b~tch)
b~tch i be lil souq, i just be up (i be up)
sippin’ on drank, that lil’ boy had to re~up (huh, huh)
we~ we get the choppas, we send ’em to h~ll, yeah (to h~ll)
b~tch, i never snitched, b~tch, i’m never tellin’ (on god)
ca~ call up my shooter, that lil’ boy a felon (b~tch)
been stuck in the trap since i was like seven, huh


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