What!
Aux
Star
"Here's, the motherf*ckin', tea!"
I'm in the trenches like three deep
Y'all niggas still watching TV
I hit my bih like a fefe
Dickies my belt, f*ck the B.B.
Call me Yung Ghandi, I keep peace
Boolin' with Cam at the Cici's
Strong nigga, not a weak link
You and your team some weenies
Sippin' juice outta wine glass, had a nigga goin' "clink, clink"
When the f*ck did the time pass, I still feel like I'm a preteen
You sold your soul for a dimebag, nigga I think you the green fiend
"Tony Hawk, on my grind"-ass niggas hit me and DM for free feat
I just tell 'em "Hit the road, bro"
Don't hit me 'less you got dough, bro
I'm in L20, the dojo
All my dawgs push a 4-door
I'm in this bitch and I'm proto
Hittin' my dance like a pro, hoe
No, we can not take a photo
Lying for IG a no-no
Run that shit back cause it's gold, bro
Shh, relax
I will not beef with an opp or a rat
Nigga, I just need the muhf*ckin' bag
Hop out the whip
We yellin' "Slatt!"
Spellz in the back of the pad with the pack
You on Snapchat tryna rap 'bout a Mac
You an XL cap, facts
7spellz - Dojo Freestyle Lyrics
7spellz - Dojo Freestyle Lyrics
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English
What!
Aux
Star
"Here's, the motherf*ckin', tea!"
I'm in the trenches like three deep
Y'all niggas still watching TV
I hit my bih like a fefe
Dickies my belt, f*ck the B.B.
Call me Yung Ghandi, I keep peace
Boolin' with Cam at the Cici's
Strong nigga, not a weak link
You and your team some weenies
Sippin' juice outta wine glass, had a nigga goin' "clink, clink"
When the f*ck did the time pass, I still feel like I'm a preteen
You sold your soul for a dimebag, nigga I think you the green fiend
"Tony Hawk, on my grind"-ass niggas hit me and DM for free feat
I just tell 'em "Hit the road, bro"
Don't hit me 'less you got dough, bro
I'm in L20, the dojo
All my dawgs push a 4-door
I'm in this bitch and I'm proto
Hittin' my dance like a pro, hoe
No, we can not take a photo
Lying for IG a no-no
Run that shit back cause it's gold, bro
Shh, relax
I will not beef with an opp or a rat
Nigga, I just need the muhf*ckin' bag
Hop out the whip
We yellin' "Slatt!"
Spellz in the back of the pad with the pack
You on Snapchat tryna rap 'bout a Mac
You an XL cap, facts
Aux
Star
"Here's, the motherf*ckin', tea!"
I'm in the trenches like three deep
Y'all niggas still watching TV
I hit my bih like a fefe
Dickies my belt, f*ck the B.B.
Call me Yung Ghandi, I keep peace
Boolin' with Cam at the Cici's
Strong nigga, not a weak link
You and your team some weenies
Sippin' juice outta wine glass, had a nigga goin' "clink, clink"
When the f*ck did the time pass, I still feel like I'm a preteen
You sold your soul for a dimebag, nigga I think you the green fiend
"Tony Hawk, on my grind"-ass niggas hit me and DM for free feat
I just tell 'em "Hit the road, bro"
Don't hit me 'less you got dough, bro
I'm in L20, the dojo
All my dawgs push a 4-door
I'm in this bitch and I'm proto
Hittin' my dance like a pro, hoe
No, we can not take a photo
Lying for IG a no-no
Run that shit back cause it's gold, bro
Shh, relax
I will not beef with an opp or a rat
Nigga, I just need the muhf*ckin' bag
Hop out the whip
We yellin' "Slatt!"
Spellz in the back of the pad with the pack
You on Snapchat tryna rap 'bout a Mac
You an XL cap, facts
Writer: Anthony Goodwin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid