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lirik lagu zqnnex - black guy raps about nothing

aye, the gas i’m puffin’ daily
this sh~t for the night, but she treeshin’, i can’t love you baby
step up in the club, i got it tucked, b~tch i been armed and dangerous
pop another n~gga, i don’t give a f~ck ‘bout what you claimin’
put down a b~tch if he said he got that dog in him
if it ain’t ‘bout money, i don’t care, b~tch i ain’t botherin’
i can’t be yo honey, you too focused on the drama sh~t
maybe i’m too wrapped up in these streets, b~tch i been lockin’ in

b~tch i’m with them n~ggas who gon’ duck when the feds slide
lyrical g~nius, lil’ shorty said i got the best mind
physical hitters, i got some bullets if you test mine
subliminal messages, i can hit you with my best lines
d~mn
b~tch i’m ‘bout that money, ‘bout that cash flow
shorty got them itty bitty titties, but got ass though
i got h~lla options, i ain’t worried ‘bout no past hoe
f~ck all of the cameras, that’s why i keep my mask on

b~tch i’m with the hollows, got a .38, leave 2 dead
.9 mm to yo back, more than a bruised head
shorty give me brain that’s h~lla dumb, she goin’ stupid
all these loose screws in my head, b~tch i might lose it
all these lil’ n~ggas is my sons, guess i’m a bad dad
all these lil’ b~tches is some weirdos, i can’t tap that
get that bbl out of my face, i know you half~ass
shorty want some brand new titties, i’m where the bag at
shorty let me~
d~mn
shorty let me hit it backwards, she a freaky hoe
i ain’t worried ‘bout that lil’ n~gga that you cheatin’ on
smokin’ on some loud ass pack, i got the speakers on
east side baby, yeah you know, b~tch that’s me
ex b~tch crazy when i tried to keep the peace
now i’m h~lla violent so i gotta keep that piece
n~ggas watchin’ every move i make, i can’t sleep safe

shorty like a n~gga who speak spanish, b~tch i do hoe
me gusta cuando mueves todo ese culo
b~b~b~tch i got that uzi, i ain’t talkin’ baby pluto
i’m chasin’ money, i ain’t worried ‘bout no groupie hoe
pull up to my crib, we could really make a movie, hoe
shorty is a freak, i’m finna beat down on her doonies, hoe
why you got that fake ass sh~t, that isn’t gucci
shorty hatin’ that i like to be alone up in that studio

.30 on me, like kyle richh, b~tch i’ma crashout
shorty kinda bad so i’ma f~ck her ‘till she tap out
mix the percs, gas, and casamigos, i’ma black out
why that n~gga actin’ like he different? b~tch that’s my sound
kamikaze, keep that .40 on me, i can’t lack
feds’ll pull up to the scene after i shot him in his back
lil’ bosey is a dummy
f~ck him, his music ass
shorty want the big pesos, so she done threw it back

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