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lirik lagu v9 - whiplash

[intro]
brigades
come on, sapphire beats
a dead man claim their body, before i get mad and awaken like broly
that’s two holes in this aimless wap

[chorus: v9]
ching, splash, splat her back, hop out the ding-dong, finally crash (bow, bow)
i push “record”, turn like whiplash (ayy) them man get chinged and say “keep quiet” (shh)
this spits fire (brr), headshot leaves his family crying (d-mn)
gang riding, tryna put a young boy with the grandest
ching, splash, splat her back, hop out the ding-dong, don`t van and crash (bow, bow)
i push “record”, turn like whiplash (ayy, come here) them man get chinged and say “keep quiet” (shh)
this spits fire (ayy), headshot leaves his family crying (bow, bow)
gang riding, tryna put a young boy with the grandest

[verse 1: v9]
rinse them teeth, no listerine (bow bow), bang that dotty and feel that heat gate (brr, bow)
get caught on your cot tryna corn off seats (ching, ching), should have got [?] on trap, man it’s peak (some d-ckhead)
must take gang for a pac man, what you mean we ain’t got no bodies (some d-ckhead)
a dead man claim their body, before i get mad and awaken up like broly
that’s two holes in this, so—sorry, i don’t know nuttin’ ’bout blanks
double tap it, watch the crowd move mad, swing my suttin’ and watch man pack (ching, ching)
protect your neck, are you mad? sauce gon’—sauce gon’ spill when i catch this lad (that’s facts)
how can—how can you give man chat, when half of dem boy there ran? (ayy, come here)
v9 too devilish, ching man’s dog like my homeboy termz
bankai’s got germs, don’t flinch, you can end up with worms
i don’t talk—i don’t talk, i just do it, venomous bop and lose it
leave your whole job ruined, i can never stay back like smalling

[chorus: v9]
ching, splash, splat her back, hop out the ding-dong, finally crash (bow, bow)
i push “record”, turn like whiplash (ayy) them man get chinged and say “keep quiet” (shh)
this spits fire (brr), headshot leaves his family crying (d-mn)
gang riding, tryna put a young boy with the grandest
ching, splash, splat her back, hop out the ding-dong, finally crash (bow, bow)
i push “record”, turn like whiplash (ayy, come here) them man get chinged and say “keep quiet” (shh)
this spits fire (ayy), headshot leaves his family crying (bow, bow)
gang riding, tryna put a young boy with the grandest

[verse 2: rv]
p-ssenger side of my best friend’s ride with the mop, but the car ain’t dirty (skrr)
my rap sheet speaks for itself (come on), i don’t need to say that i’m certi (nah)
nuttin’ but violent intentions (violence), but me and bro take them journeys (sliding)
if i never bussed that case would have came out of jail when i was in my late 30s (stress)
my man ran when the friend got-got, now he’s upset like “it should have been me” (haha)
then he got shanked by a guy in a bally (ching, ching, ching, ching), who knows? that one could’ve been me
if i weren’t driving when bro got-got down shh, no lies it would’ve been me (course)
shoulda, coulda, woulda ’till i’m over them sides and i pull up and squeeze
man can’t drive past opps, i’ll slap it in reverse or hit them brakes (quickly)
caught man getting his hair cut, that day more than his wig got shaved (p-ssed)
and the bouj’ started doing gymnastics, all of the—all of the flips are made
and the way that i whipped that white girl, you would’ve thought i was christian grey (haha)

- lirik lagu v9

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