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letra de free daboii - daboii & skilla baby

[intro: daboii]
(ha-ha-ha-ha, ryu, this is crazy)
yeah, i’m in the stu’ buzzin’
ayy, you can take that echo off, on my mama
yeah, on the gang, n-gga
i’m in the stu’ smokin’ on ‘za
high than a b-tch, off perc forty
stupid-ass n-gga
yeah, on the gang
yeah, you got it, yeah

[verse 1: daboii & sk!lla baby]
you got it tatted on your skin, you ain’t gon’ die about it, though
yeah, [?], yeah
you got it tatted on your skin, you ain’t gon’ die about it, though
uh, touch you, a n-gga tried, now he gone
pillow talkin’ to them hoes, too many n-ggas breakin’ codes
i hit that boy up in his jaw but i was tryna break his nose
and my b-tch bad as h-ll, she be gettin’ what she want
talk to the club with my lil’ b-tch and they be tellin’ us we goats
it only take one call for me to get a n-gga gone (ha-ha-ha-ha, ryu, this is crazy)
b-tch asked if i’m high, dumb b-tch, i’m off a four
i bet this glock-23 turn a n-gga to a ghost
talk to me with some respect or you gon’ make me black out
don’t spark that sh-t up in my ‘wood, my n-gga, put that black out
that sh-t choke slam a n-gga, friday night smackdown
n-ggas claim they havin’ motion, tell them pull them racks out
these n-ggas lie so much, swear they need a cap and gown
get your ass beat, son, come on, put the strap down
don’t even got no destination, just be crusin’ when i’m high
b-tch, i don’t even pop the perky, i just chew it like a knot
yeah, lil’ bro ain’t got no target, he just fool us with the glock
b-tch, if you don’t wanna lose me, gotta do me on the spot
yeah, on the—
b-tch, i’ll do a n-gga cold just for talkin’ like he hot
told that b-tch that she love me, gotta give me all she got (huh, huh?)
on the gang, n-gga
[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
keep some k!llers in the back of me
every time a n-gga sneak diss me, it get back to me
rollie came factory (huh?), i ain’t got no lack in me (huh?)
my lil’ b-tch face cold, p-ssy satisfactory (ah-ha)
rich, still packin’ weed (huh?), i’m a different breed (huh?)
man, i’m tired of these n-ggas out here actin’ weak, huh
n-gga, i don’t play fair, when i see you, fah-fah-fah (fah-fah-fah)
when i get home, i’ma need some p-ssy, mama
when i want to send a hit, take my money to the aux (huh?)
as-salamu alayk-m, n-gga, insha’allah
i can get a n-gga rich (huh?), i can get a n-gga dropped
i can get a n-gga dropped from the label like right now (like right now)
i don’t worry ’bout the hook ’cause i keep a lawyer (huh?)
my n-gga ’bout to go to jail, n-gga, free daboii
new ’23 h-llcat, i keep a toy
all these p-ssy n-ggas actin’ tough got me annoyed (huh?)

[interlude: sk!lla baby]
nah, for real (ha-ha-ha-ha, ryu, this is crazy)
ain’t it crazy, though? (ain’t it crazy?)

[verse 3: sk!lla baby]
my four-five don’t play, it’ll take his soul (bah)
get him out the way, when i see him, i’ma play my role (huh?)
this dope so strong, it could take a four (it could take a four)
i ain’t the n-gga to be f-cked with, they ain’t know (huh?)

- daboii skilla baby

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