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Track 3 Video (MV)




Performed By: Aktbo
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Aaron Thibeaux




Aktbo - Track 3 Lyrics
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(Hard to ignore the thoughts that I'm thinking)
(Just another boy in the Lincoln)
(A I swear to god, that the boy he be stinking)
(Tuck away the fist when we beefing, got a big yappa what you thinking)
(Pop off 50 shots before you blinked and)
(A double meaning, I hope you know that if you beef with me I'm undefeated)
(Uh huh)
"How the f*ck that make you feel bitch"
Thought I was playing, bitch I ain't playing
"You not the boy"
What the f*ck is you saying
Keep talking your shit I might go super saiyan
I've been making a racket
Not playing tennis, but money be stacking
Fiction or faction, I'm with your sister, her ass it be clapping
Not taking no jokes, but the pussy be laughing
She driving my dick, but she call me the captain bitch
They wanna know how I got all the vv's
(How the f*ck you got'em bitch)
They wanna know how I got her off TV
(How the f*ck did you do that)
They wanna know how the bitch on my dick, when the kids eat for free at the CC's
(Yeah I like the way you talking, but I don't Even know what it means)
(You a lil bitch)
Ain't matching for nothing, this ain't no freebie
(This ain't no freebie bitch)
Better pay what you owe me, or you die when you see me
Look into my eyes, and memorize what your seeing yeah
Cause I ain't one to f*ck with, and killing me ain't gonna be easy
I am a demon, apparently he wanna ride with the demons
How you gonna say that
When you ain't even seen shit
(Nothing)
He ain't hit no licks, and his plays don't be making it
How the f*ck you toot up with a pistol, and you don't be banging it
Yeah, he got a big pistol, he little bitch
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guarantee when I come around the corner, with the 9 yeah
He gonna notice it, big ass clip and I'm unloading it
You better f*cking run and hide, if you want to stay alive
Cause, all my shooters they go dumb, just like they hypnotized
(Hypnotized, like I'm hypnotized, like a hypnotism when I end your life)
(You done realized, that fake eyes tell real lies)
And I came back, for another one
Big ass blunt, and it smell just like bubblegum
I don't want the pussy, let her suck on my funny bone yeah
(Uhh, uhh, uhh)
Suck on my funny bone yeah
I don't want the pussy
Let her suck on my funny bone yeah
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(Hard to ignore the thoughts that I'm thinking)
(Just another boy in the Lincoln)
(A I swear to god, that the boy he be stinking)
(Tuck away the fist when we beefing, got a big yappa what you thinking)
(Pop off 50 shots before you blinked and)
(A double meaning, I hope you know that if you beef with me I'm undefeated)
(Uh huh)
"How the f*ck that make you feel bitch"
Thought I was playing, bitch I ain't playing
"You not the boy"
What the f*ck is you saying
Keep talking your shit I might go super saiyan
I've been making a racket
Not playing tennis, but money be stacking
Fiction or faction, I'm with your sister, her ass it be clapping
Not taking no jokes, but the pussy be laughing
She driving my dick, but she call me the captain bitch
They wanna know how I got all the vv's
(How the f*ck you got'em bitch)
They wanna know how I got her off TV
(How the f*ck did you do that)
They wanna know how the bitch on my dick, when the kids eat for free at the CC's
(Yeah I like the way you talking, but I don't Even know what it means)
(You a lil bitch)
Ain't matching for nothing, this ain't no freebie
(This ain't no freebie bitch)
Better pay what you owe me, or you die when you see me
Look into my eyes, and memorize what your seeing yeah
Cause I ain't one to f*ck with, and killing me ain't gonna be easy
I am a demon, apparently he wanna ride with the demons
How you gonna say that
When you ain't even seen shit
(Nothing)
He ain't hit no licks, and his plays don't be making it
How the f*ck you toot up with a pistol, and you don't be banging it
Yeah, he got a big pistol, he little bitch
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guarantee when I come around the corner, with the 9 yeah
He gonna notice it, big ass clip and I'm unloading it
You better f*cking run and hide, if you want to stay alive
Cause, all my shooters they go dumb, just like they hypnotized
(Hypnotized, like I'm hypnotized, like a hypnotism when I end your life)
(You done realized, that fake eyes tell real lies)
And I came back, for another one
Big ass blunt, and it smell just like bubblegum
I don't want the pussy, let her suck on my funny bone yeah
(Uhh, uhh, uhh)
Suck on my funny bone yeah
I don't want the pussy
Let her suck on my funny bone yeah
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Writer: Aaron Thibeaux
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