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Performed By: BIG D
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Illia Fedorchenko, David Abazie




BIG D - 23 Lyrics




Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me

Bitches sit on my face
I'm tryna F with this K
Break they back like an ape
Popping it wide open like it's a safe
Other niggas really jealous they don't like me
Moving VVS bitch thats my neck please

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Thinking of what we could be
Braking a splinter she screams
Tap from the back a hit
I would take you and you bitches for free
32 shots karim
Spraying the opps on g
These niggas soft for real
I might just pull up these niggas all flee

Please don't run away
Cause my soul would never heal again
Inging the block with my f&n
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me

Bach to back yeah
32 racks yeah
Pay for my neck peace
Fully glazing
100 round in this bitch I'm just clutching
Put them hoes on they feet bitch I'm training

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Tell me what I could be
Tell Mme tell me
Looking at the stars on fleek
Asking them what they could see
Hop on this beet on g
Big d is all she could eat
Who speed the block not me
32 shots in the air its all me

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me
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Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me

Bitches sit on my face
I'm tryna F with this K
Break they back like an ape
Popping it wide open like it's a safe
Other niggas really jealous they don't like me
Moving VVS bitch thats my neck please

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Thinking of what we could be
Braking a splinter she screams
Tap from the back a hit
I would take you and you bitches for free
32 shots karim
Spraying the opps on g
These niggas soft for real
I might just pull up these niggas all flee

Please don't run away
Cause my soul would never heal again
Inging the block with my f&n
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me

Bach to back yeah
32 racks yeah
Pay for my neck peace
Fully glazing
100 round in this bitch I'm just clutching
Put them hoes on they feet bitch I'm training

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Tell me what I could be
Tell Mme tell me
Looking at the stars on fleek
Asking them what they could see
Hop on this beet on g
Big d is all she could eat
Who speed the block not me
32 shots in the air its all me

Please don't run away
Cause my soul never really heal again
Ringing the block with my F&N
Looking up thinking what we could've been

Twenty three
Bitch tryna f*ck my AP
I don't liquor i drink lean
When i pull up they're baked beans
Veni vidi vici i win
I'm tryna f*ck with them twins
Back to back like they aren't nothing to me
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Writer: Illia Fedorchenko, David Abazie
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