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letra de rap ahh n!hhs - lil 2z

[intro]
(ayy, who made it? milan made it, b-tch)

[chorus]
these rap ahh n-ggas ain’t never been on no drill, but be rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ and slidin’
yo’ fans gon’ buy it, but i ain’t buyin’ it
you can’t fool 2, i can tell that you lyin’
i can tell you a b-tch by a look in yo’ eyes
these n-ggas just put words together that rhyme
just be sayin’ the first thing that come to they mind
these rap ahh n-ggas were never my kind
why they worried ’bout 2z and what i be doin’?
n-gga, do it look like i’m left out bad and boujee?
my hoes say they love me, i love you too pookie
my momma wear louis, my daughter wear gucci
blow a bag, go to sleep and get up and regroup
she say i’m the only one, b-tch think i’m stupid
my best friend ain’t mickey, b-tch, i’m not a goofy
b-tch, i’m not the only n-gga hittin’ that coochie

[verse]
only one or two b-tches i take out on dates
but the rest of these hoes gettin’ nothin’ but straight d-ck
why they always got so much to say behind my back, but see me and don’t ever say sh-t?
why my name always in yo’ mouth on some g-y sh-t?
why the main n-ggas screamin’ they real, be the main n-ggas really out here on some fake sh-t
i’m on some run it up go in mia sh-t
i’m on some ludicrous get out the way sh-t
gangster lil’ b-tch from brooklyn, on young m.a sh-t
why yo’ pockets look skinny on some coi leray sh-t
my sh-t on fat forever on some hey, hey, hey, sh-t
why you hollin’ yo’ feelings, always on some drake sh-t
i still will suit up, pop out, let that drac’ kick
make that b-tch clap on some hbb sh-t
on some get n-gga wacked by the end of the day sh-t
know them 2 babies gon’ make a scene
if it’s up then it’s up, i take sh-t to the extreme
these rap ahh n-ggas just do it for streams
these dubs in my pockets the only thing green
these franklins the only thing blue
only thing that i need is my daughter, my phew
put a rap ahh n-gga at the bottom my shoe
one thing you can’t do is compare me to you
[chorus]
these rap ahh n-ggas ain’t never been on no drill, but be rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ and slidin’
yo’ fans gon’ buy it, but i ain’t buyin’ it
you can’t fool 2, i can tell that you lyin’
i can tell you a b-tch by a look in yo’ eyes
these n-ggas just put words together that rhyme
just be sayin’ the first thing that come to they mind
these rap ahh n-ggas were never my kind
why they worried ’bout 2z and what i be doin’?
n-gga, do it look like i’m left out bad and boujee?
my hoes say they love me, i love you too pookie
my momma wear louis, my daughter wear gucci
blow a bag, go to sleep and get up and regroup
she say i’m the only one, b-tch think i’m stupid
my best friend ain’t mickey, b-tch, i’m not a goofy
b-tch, i’m not the only n-gga hittin’ that coochie

- lil 2z

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