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lirik lagu ssg splurge – iconic

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[intro]
(hey, get in here, teejmadeit)
n~gga finna get locked in on the next song after this type sh~t

[pre~chorus]
goop
yeah, in traffic, we get busy
the glizzy keep on spitting
yeah, i throw percs like frisbie
that b~tch come right back with ’em
yeah, make her scr~pe up pennies
lil bro a 80 percenter
shoot ’em, cook ’em, eat ’em for dinner
wolves with me, think i’m in timber
[chorus]
bags on me, she think its december
got bags with ’em, he think he a member
i’m like 10 deep, they think we gon’ flip ’em
at the house chillin, they thought i was finished
sh~t, thought a young n~gga was ending, no sir
back like the 45 jordan, no hair
i make a 10 while recording, paper
i get a bad b~tch imported, slay her

[verse]
physical whip. b~tches taking pictures, not with it at all
stick like miracle whip, cause it go with my bread, keep listening y’all
i got lot’s of chips, i’m talking ’bout no bags of money at all
sound like “too~shh” n~gga better get out the way or get put on a wall
said i got tissue with me, paper towel, whatever the white get called
it look like pencil stencils, n~ggas pull up with draco, ready to draw
goop like toxic b~tches, and them hoes that stack they paper tall
he like custom glizzy’s, they like “what type of pistols shoot through walls?” mine
they don’t wanna give me the drop? fine
soon as i get a new opp, find ’em
how did you get to the top? climb
what did you call all them rocks? climbing
beat the case, you had no comment
he put bags on head every time
n~ggas gangsta’ then scared, its comedy
tryna be me, i’m too iconic
can’t be me, i’m too organic
they friends, and i got ’em talking in spanish
do magic, as soon as i f~ck ’em they vanish
got stepped on, might come kinda’ tannish
[chorus]
bags on me, she think its december
got bags with ’em, he think he a member
i’m like 10 deep, they think we gon’ flip ’em
at the house chillin, they thought i was finished
sh~t, thought a young n~gga was ending, no sir
back like the 45 jordan, no hair
i make a 10 while recording, paper
i get a bad b~tch imported, slay her

[outro]
he like custom glizzy’s, they like “what type of pistols shoot through walls?” mine

(teejmadeit)


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