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lirik lagu stuullo - p shit

[chorus: heygwuapo]

i’m in va yuh, yuh
in a v8 yuh, yuh
these n~ggas fake as f~ck
you better watch who you claim yuh, yuh

i’m sick and i’m still going
how the f~ck you n~ggas in the field hoeing
smoking zaza, b~tch i’m still blowing
it’s like two years and i’m still goated

[verse 1: heygwuapo]

i’m still stuck on the grind
you ain’t got money, you ran outta time
i told my momma on god imma shine
don’t f~ck with n~ggas, i f~ck with my slime

that’s why i stay so secluded
you got them guns, so why don’t you shoot it?
i had to f~ck in la actin’ stupid
she got an ego i told that bih ‘cool it’
i feel like nemo, i really be foolin’

she say i’m full of sh~t, baby that’s me
i went to va and bought me a mink
my money tall as f~ck, yao ming
i’m smokin’ za and this wood can’t see
yeah, so i can’t see sh~t
all of my teachers said i wouldn’t be sh~t
you want a feature, you payin’ a fee, sh~t
i feel like gunna, i’m all on my p sh~t
told her i love her, she said that shе love me
but i swear to god on my momma i ain’t mеan it
i’m in a free world, talkin inside of a mic
now my whole clique be shoppin’ in neiman’s

[verse 2: stuullo]

yuh
now imma run up a rack for the fun of it
that b~tch wan’ f~ck, so i’m really gon’ thumb that b~tch
you ain’t no shooter, you really ain’t drummin’ it
i pop me a perky, i’m really gon’ vomit it

hey, yeah, huh, yeah
i got the money, i’m makin’ the bank
that bit’ wanna f~ck, but her cooter, it stank
i’m in new york and i carry my shank

my n~ggas gon’ run it
know we gon’ drum it
nut in her stomach
yeah, yeah
all of y’all n~ggas, y’all mof~ckin’ fake
i’m with the gang, yuh, we give and we take
like, sorry lil’ b~tch, i am not no lil’ saint
i got me a milli’, i go to the bank

you walk in this b~tch, an’ you hear that i crank
i’m smokin’ that gas, you can tell that it stank
this choppa gon’ shoot like a mof~ckin’ tank
we run on his sh~t and we eat and we bake

yeah, she lovin’ lil’ stuullo
he got all the fashion and money
it’s crazy how these hoes gon’ change up

b~tch wanna f~ck me
she tryna go cheat on me
n~gga, you know this lil’ stick gonna flame her

n~gga, you know i got bread like a baker
that’s yo lil’ b~tch, and i swear imma take her
we smoke that n~gga, we call him a vapor
she know i fell in love wit’ all this paper

ran in his house with a g~19 on my hip
yeah, we leavin’ that boy for dead
she wanna ride on my d~ck like a sled
look at my fit, cost an arm and a leg
you dissin’ on me?
what the f~ck did you said?
i’m wit’ yo’ lil’ b~tch, but i use for the head

(yeah x7)

[chorus: heygwuapo]

i’m in va yuh, yuh
in a v8 yuh, yuh
these n~ggas fake as f~ck
you better watch who you claim yuh, yuh

i’m sick and i’m still going
how the f~ck you n~ggas in the field hoeing
smoking zaza, b~tch i’m still blowing
it’s like two years and i’m still goate~

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