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letra de in here - never broke again, p yungin & lil dump

[intro]
on gang, on gang
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah (b-tch)
yeah, yeah

[chorus: lil dump, p yungin]
i’m out my motherf-ckin’ top, i’m in this b-tch
hands are good, but you know i’m tryna work my glock up in this b-tch
bumped up in the club, we snuck them shots up in this b-tch
don’t let ’em slip up, when you catch ’em, hit ’em up if he wit’ his b-tch
split ’em up as soon as you see ’em, leave a n-gga on his d-ck
grimy n-gga, remember days when lil py ain’t never have sh-t
slimey n-gga, remember lil dump was plottin’ on a l!ck
f-ck your family, you get bust up lil b-tch, you ain’t even got to make no list
f-ck ’em, let his mammy love ‘еm, tell that b-tch to rest is p-ss
shots gon’ damage him, thеn after that, that p-ssy can’t see sh-t
all you’ll hear is fa’fa’fa’fa’fa and that’s it
they gon’ hop out blrrt, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
then jump back in it
[verse: lil dump]
when it’s up, it’s stuck and it ain’t no comin’ down
you can buck, and get bust at, get your stupid ass layed down
i’m dumb, f-ck how you come
b-tch it’s dumb, f-ck where you from
b-tch i’m pressure, yeah you know it
don’t play dumb, i’m slimey as they come
you hear that shot and that’s your ass
can’t get no pass, n-gga
can’t run, i point ’em out and they gon’ smash li’ one
n-gga know the way we rock
b-tch you ain’t lil top, so don’t get out your top
youngin’ spin just like a dj, put one on replay
this sh-t lock to make your body lock

[verse 2: p yungin]
don’t give no f-ck about him, make his whole family cry
last n-gga spoke on me, that p-ssy b-tch ass n-gga had to die
b-tch yeah i’m from plaq’ and seen my cousin hit up ‘front my eyes
make sure that you stretch the b-tch before the n-gga testify
spin on them wit’ a choppa, just so the p-ssy could see that fi’
i break all the rules, my momma know that i’m her baddest child
remember when i was younger goin’ to chrch and i was in the choir
now i’m a demon baby, wit’ a evil f-ckin’ look and smile
get your l!ck back, tote that k, better catch you a soul, that’s broad day
since fifteen, told ’em to f-ck wit’ me, use to see kim, just to go spray
big 38, cos, that’s 4ktrey, he play games, he die today
no hesitation’, blow his face, blood drippin’ now you bleedin’ n-gga
[outro: lil dump, p yungin]
i’m out my motherf-ckin’ top, i’m in this b-tch
hands are good, but you know i’m tryna work my glock up in this b-tch
bumped up in the club, we snuck them shots up in this b-tch
don’t let ’em slip up, when you catch ’em, hit ’em up if he wit’ his b-tch
split ’em up as soon as you see ’em, leave a n-gga on his d-ck
grimy n-gga, remember days when lil py ain’t never have sh-t
slimey n-gga, remember lil dump was plottin’ on a l!ck
f-ck your family, you get bust up lil b-tch, you ain’t even got to make no list
f-ck ’em, let his mammy love ’em, tell that b-tch to rest is p-ss
shots gon’ damage him, then after that, that p-ssy can’t see sh-t
all you’ll hear is fa’ fa’ fa’ fa’ fa’ and that’s it
they gon’ hop out blrrt, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
then jump back in it

- never broke again p yungin lil dump

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