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irokkout
irokkout
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
irokkout
irokkout
Songwriter

Lirik

(3:22)
Yeah, three-twenty-two (Yeah)
Twenty-two bullets comin' for you (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm with my shooter (Yeah), he ain't got no roof (Yeah)
Bitch say I'm a dog (Yeah), I do not say woof (Nah)
She want Ruth Chris (Huh?), go ask Chris Ruth (Yeah)
She came with her friend (Yeah), now I want her too (Yeah)
Lil' ho, is you cool? (Huh?)
****, is you cool? (Huh?)
It's not Halloween, I ghost that bitch, I'm not her boo (Nah)
Let's play truth or dare and you can't say truth (Yeah, yeah)
If you had to slime that bitch right now, what you gon' do? (Huh?)
Half these **** ain't even got a dollar and I can prove it (Yeah)
Every time I light my fuckin' blunt, it smell like poop (Yeah)
Every time I light my fuckin' blunt, that shit be you (Yeah)
Yeah, I really got that dog in me, but shout out Snoop (Yeah)
Why the fuck you wanna be like me? Boy, you my dupe (Yeah)
Bitch, don't call me brother, you ain't ever met ma dukes (Bitch)
Every time I hit these hoes, they get fuck out my room (Bitch)
I been inside since I got that fast, that ho say vroom
Bitch, I ball for real, I'm playin' on pick up like a spoon (Yeah)
Heard you brought that sub, but everybody around here smooth (Yeah)
I got out of school, start servin' fiends, he watch cartoons (Bitch)
****, look at me wrong in this bitch, I just might lose it (Bitch)
Written by: irokkout
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