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letra de medusa - dbangz

[verse 1]
yeah, dodgin’ and weavin’ the snakes, i’ve been feelin’ like dominick cruz
yeah, been stayin’ so weary of all of the strangers, like walkin’ to school
yeah, i remember me smellin’ like pack in the halls when i walked in the school
yeah, well i guess it’s okay ’cause i turned out okay, it was better than holdin’ a tool

[chorus]
hold up, don’t make me get up
from the throne that i’m sittin’ on, i’ma be really mad ’cause i just don’t give a f-ck
’bout all of the bullsh-t n-ggas be spewing at me and now i’m lookin’ up
to all the ones to passed, all the paths they paved, so i lift my cup
for the ones that rapped that hardcore sh-t before me, y’all went nuts
y’all taught me to never trust no n-gga schemin’ on the low, try to learn through the brush
every time i give these n-ggas the juice, they just say that i’m too turnt up
i know artists stay sellin’ they features for the low ’cause i figure they too burnt up
don’t give a f-ck ’bout no f-ck n-gga, even if he comment on stuff

[verse 2]
you n-ggas still eatin’ that ass out here, finna fast, i’m on ramadan stuff
these n-ggas walk around with three d-cks in they ass, but they wanna at so tough
these n-ggas always act so activist, but they never wanna cop no black owned stuff
hey baby, what’s your handle? wanna paint on your face how my n-gga van gogh does, huh?
like will the slim dbangz go ahead and please stand up?
me and my n-ggas, we lit like i just look a hit of the weed ‘fore the weed showed up
and if you talk sh-t about me, somebody finna be like, “oh, he can’t suck”
catalog so deep, make the whole d-mn crowd move like they just had a lease that’s up
who defeatin’ us?
not too many styles in the game, n-ggas leach off us
it’s okay ’cause i know they gon’ all nuts
type of these n-ggas out here ain’t got guts
got a few haters on call swear i don’t ball and i feel like they still won’t give up
and i hope they know that i won’t give up
too many lost in the fog, my n-gga smoke that strong
[?], homie in a benz out there
tryna mosh in a pit with my friends out there
and we hope that we live long
too many try to blow, like kim jong
i be tellin’ ’em we goin’ at it all wrong
dbangz, that boy gas all songs
keep it back for a b-tch, like ping pong
(dbangz, that boy gas all songs)
[chorus]
hold up, don’t make me get up
from the throne that i’m sittin’ on, i’ma be really mad ’cause i just don’t give a f-ck
’bout all of the bullsh-t n-ggas be spewing at me and now i’m lookin’ up
to all the ones to passed, all the paths they paved, so i lift my cup
for the ones that rapped that hardcore sh-t before me, y’all went nuts
y’all taught me to never trust no n-gga schemin’ on the low, try to learn through the brush
every time i give these n-ggas the juice, they just say that i’m too turnt up
i know artists stay sellin’ they features for the low ’cause i figure they too burnt up
don’t give a f-ck ’bout no f-ck n-gga—

[outro]
(dbangz, that boy gas all songs)

- dbangz

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