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letra de worth - yung dizzy

[intro]
huh, huh, wiz, n-gga
ayy, grim, what the f-ck it do?
i’m in here with my n-gga movie star, sippin’ dirty, haha
ayy, we sippin’ dirty, twitch, this sh-t like stephen curry, boom, boom (this is petro gang)
wiz
swear to god, this sh-t might be it
i’ma show you n-ggas, that i can tell you
huh, listen, huh, huh

[chorus]
tell me, if i pop this perc’, is you gon’ lift up your skirt?
i f-ck b-tches by the twos, i ain’t tryna f-ck, your p-ssy dirt
how the f-ck this b-tch get mad at me ’cause she ain’t know her worth?
i hop out and go berserk, he tried to run away from me
guess where he at, he in the dirt
7.62s, i swear they curve (got hit like ah, ah, i’m hurt, ah, ah, ah, i’m hit)
ayy, shut up, n-gga, you a b-tch
i ain’t doin’ no features, n-gga, suck a d-ck
got hit with that p, his body did a trick

[verse]
his body did a, huh, his body did a backflip
this sh-t real lifе, n-gga, i ain’t no actress
i ain’t no regular rapper, n-gga, i rеally get active
these n-ggas, they know my name
i get busy, i get busy, spin the whole city, put this b-tch up in flames
boy, you can’t hang with me, you a lame
keep talkin’ ’bout pain, you don’t know ’bout pain
shot a couple n-ggas, pulled a couple triggers, n-gga
i ain’t the one who to blame
i’m tryna get rich, it’s part of the game
please don’t bring your b-tch around me, i’ma take her
i play ball like i’m a laker, dunk on a n-gga like i’m lebron
i’m a kobe fan, b-tch, f-ck the pacers
don’t call my phone, i’m chasin’ paper
i’m on the road to riches, b-tch, i’ll call you later
these n-ggas ain’t active, these n-ggas be cappin’
did all that dissin’ and ended up lackin’
don’t run up on me, i know i’m an artist
almost shot you
i’m in somethin’ fast, this b-tch go zoom
put this d-ck on her, send her to the moon
i pop me a perc’ and get in my groove
i’m tryna f-ck right now, baby
yeah, i’m in that mood
this sh-t don’t go, “boom,” it go, “boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom”
[chorus]
tell me, if i pop this perc’, is you gon’ lift up your skirt?
i f-ck b-tches by the twos, i ain’t tryna f-ck, your p-ssy dirt
how the f-ck this b-tch get mad at me ’cause she ain’t know her worth?
i hop out and go berserk, he tried to run away from me
guess where he at, he in the dirt
7.62s, i swear they curve (got hit like ah, ah, i’m hurt, ah, ah, ah, i’m hit)
ayy, shut up, n-gga, you a b-tch
i ain’t doin’ no features, n-gga, suck a d-ck
got hit with that p, his body did a trick

[outro]
huh, his body did a backflip, i think it was the matrix, haha
n-gga, i’ma chase him, hop out broad day, i’ma face his, boom, boom

- yung dizzy

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