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Lyricist: Wifisfuneral Feat. Ratchet Roach
Lyrics:
[Intro: wifisfuneral] Imagine that was my shit right there, haha Yeah, stack it up, rack it up, Igetit, yeah I hitup seven, no, not 7Eleven (Yeah, yeah,yeah, yeah) Ayy
[Chorus: wifisfuneral] Oh, it's a bird, it's a plane (Brrt) Oh, that's an opp? Well, he in the grave (Yeah) Them racks, they touch from the ground to my face (Yeah) I was tip-toeing them stacks just to change (Yeah) Okay, this guap just got me splurging (Ooh) Dippin' in that big body suburban and I'm swervin' (Ooh) Main bitch, she complainin', so I bought that bitch a Birkin (Shut up) She smile and forgive me so I did that shit on purpose (Haha) Stunting like my daddy but this ain't Weezy and Birdman (No) Ayy, back in '96, my daddy used to flip the birds then (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) That's a fact (Yeah)
[Verse 1: wifisfuneral] And now I'm back up on that ass Too many stripes, this shit ain't plaid I know my enemies hate me on purpose I'm going up, and they stay mad (Ooh) Okay, don't ever think it's up, bitch (Ooh) We might fuck you up and I got paps up in that clutch, trick Throw a damnit at him if he think he doing something (Wow) Demon [?] . 45 when it get to bussin' I pop the Xanax now I see demons when they lurking (Pop) They want at that top, boy, I'm 'bout it so don't assert me (Ayy, don't assert)
[Verse 2: Ratchet Roach] Pull up on the curb, ayy Scraps out, macs out, get low, limbo, timber Cold December, do you remember? I was hitting licks and shit Demons had me bad down on my dick and shit Dick in the feline, bitch Strawberry key-lime, bitch Hit you with a stick like dick-on, bitch To the upper room of this bitch Flew in with a broom in this bitch Make his ass twist, twist and shout (Twist and shout) Got a new waiver, bitch Livin' out dreams that you wishin' And my F and filled up with hollow-tips with them dicks I could clear a nigga face like kitchen Last bitch left, she don't know what she missin' I'm turned up, nigga, I ain't learned my lesson Turned up, nigga, I'm sweatin' Turned up, nigga, in the moshpit, every nigga 'round me reckless Livin' like me, y'all die by the necklace If you didn't slide I'ma [?] like a [?] Hold up, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: wifisfuneral] Oh, it's a bird, it's a plane(Brrt) Oh, that's an opp? Well, he in the grave (Yeah) Them racks, they touch from the ground to my face (Yeah) I was tip-toeing them stacks just to change (Yeah) Okay, this guap just got me splurging (Ooh) Dippin' in that big body suburban and I'm swervin' (Ooh) Main bitch, she complainin', so I bought that bitch a Birkin (Shut up) She smile and forgive me so I did that shit on purpose (Haha) Stunting like my daddy but this ain't Weezy and Birdman (No) Ayy, back in '96, my daddy used to flip the birds then LyricsFreak
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