Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
And i'm bussin' out the clip
I be bussin' get it lit
Glicks
Beam
Got a dirty flow but I can make it clean
She throw it back and she got on Truey jeans
Tryna go to Louis V
We getting litty and we driving round the town
Smoking grandma's cookies diggin' in a quarter pound
And she keep a clip jus to hold it back
Ain't messing with no fake hoe i'm off the map
I don't get attached
Jason getting slashed
Think you rude
You like Freddy Krueger
And she bout to blow she ain't got a ruger
Im like RIP to the f*cking Ruler
See her coming back she bend the dick
Bend the corner almost flipped the whip
Had to ease the clutch
Wanna kiss and touch
And I throw a waffle in the pack-a-punch
And she want a square but me in off the grid
I was getting litty as a little kid
20nic
Stepping out in gela shoes
Please don't make me laugh
Why you think i'm jealous dude
Going ghost i'm EMF
I be rolling up i'm watching BMF
Think you on my level think you smoking meth
I be in her mouth I ain't take a swab
Im like damit Bob
Said she wanna see me skate i'm like Bobby Drake
And I need it paid in full so I sleeve the ace
Hands wrapped around my neck gripping on her waist
Had to get on point
In a pit I made it out the void
And theres certain shit that you just can't avoid
Trippie Redd i'm tryna fish a Coi
And I need the sun can't let my heart to freeze
Ain't no pretty please
Man it's so abrupt
Throw it on my phone we tryna get it crushed
If we swinging swords I got a buster blade
Hopping in with me you know you getting fillet
Im getting paid
Tryna close the box
Bouncing up and down it's bouta break the shocks
Its a renaissance I need the vox
And you crooked you should join the cops
20nic - Dammit Bob Lyrics
20nic - Dammit Bob Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
And i'm bussin' out the clip
I be bussin' get it lit
Glicks
Beam
Got a dirty flow but I can make it clean
She throw it back and she got on Truey jeans
Tryna go to Louis V
We getting litty and we driving round the town
Smoking grandma's cookies diggin' in a quarter pound
And she keep a clip jus to hold it back
Ain't messing with no fake hoe i'm off the map
I don't get attached
Jason getting slashed
Think you rude
You like Freddy Krueger
And she bout to blow she ain't got a ruger
Im like RIP to the f*cking Ruler
See her coming back she bend the dick
Bend the corner almost flipped the whip
Had to ease the clutch
Wanna kiss and touch
And I throw a waffle in the pack-a-punch
And she want a square but me in off the grid
I was getting litty as a little kid
20nic
Stepping out in gela shoes
Please don't make me laugh
Why you think i'm jealous dude
Going ghost i'm EMF
I be rolling up i'm watching BMF
Think you on my level think you smoking meth
I be in her mouth I ain't take a swab
Im like damit Bob
Said she wanna see me skate i'm like Bobby Drake
And I need it paid in full so I sleeve the ace
Hands wrapped around my neck gripping on her waist
Had to get on point
In a pit I made it out the void
And theres certain shit that you just can't avoid
Trippie Redd i'm tryna fish a Coi
And I need the sun can't let my heart to freeze
Ain't no pretty please
Man it's so abrupt
Throw it on my phone we tryna get it crushed
If we swinging swords I got a buster blade
Hopping in with me you know you getting fillet
Im getting paid
Tryna close the box
Bouncing up and down it's bouta break the shocks
Its a renaissance I need the vox
And you crooked you should join the cops
Yeah yeah yeah
And i'm bussin' out the clip
I be bussin' get it lit
Glicks
Beam
Got a dirty flow but I can make it clean
She throw it back and she got on Truey jeans
Tryna go to Louis V
We getting litty and we driving round the town
Smoking grandma's cookies diggin' in a quarter pound
And she keep a clip jus to hold it back
Ain't messing with no fake hoe i'm off the map
I don't get attached
Jason getting slashed
Think you rude
You like Freddy Krueger
And she bout to blow she ain't got a ruger
Im like RIP to the f*cking Ruler
See her coming back she bend the dick
Bend the corner almost flipped the whip
Had to ease the clutch
Wanna kiss and touch
And I throw a waffle in the pack-a-punch
And she want a square but me in off the grid
I was getting litty as a little kid
20nic
Stepping out in gela shoes
Please don't make me laugh
Why you think i'm jealous dude
Going ghost i'm EMF
I be rolling up i'm watching BMF
Think you on my level think you smoking meth
I be in her mouth I ain't take a swab
Im like damit Bob
Said she wanna see me skate i'm like Bobby Drake
And I need it paid in full so I sleeve the ace
Hands wrapped around my neck gripping on her waist
Had to get on point
In a pit I made it out the void
And theres certain shit that you just can't avoid
Trippie Redd i'm tryna fish a Coi
And I need the sun can't let my heart to freeze
Ain't no pretty please
Man it's so abrupt
Throw it on my phone we tryna get it crushed
If we swinging swords I got a buster blade
Hopping in with me you know you getting fillet
Im getting paid
Tryna close the box
Bouncing up and down it's bouta break the shocks
Its a renaissance I need the vox
And you crooked you should join the cops
Writer: Nikolas Michael
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