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Ndotspinalot - Bestie (Shot by Stunna Gee Vizualz) (Prod by WAR x Bullo)
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Ethan Alonzo
Ethan Alonzo
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Oi Bullo, Bullo War's too nasty (war's too nasty, glah) (Glah) Glah, glah, boom It's that Ndot nigga, suck my dick, you heard? Do-do-don't bend my block, he done Fuck all the opps, we don't jink up for fun Idot, my demon, he do it for dum (he do it for what?) And he tried to run, he got hit in his top Ski mask up, no, ninja (ninja) We smoke Notti, his liver (liver) Smokin' my deads is his ticket to death Like sippin' on Henny, it's stuck in my breath (what?) Told opps, "Go long, catch hot ones" (hot ones) Stupid lil' nigga just need to go pop some raps on Raps don't know when to stop (what?) Like break all my bones, still we goin' up top (glah, glah, boom) JJ, my demon is tuckin' the strap, like (like) They got me on hots (they got me on what?) I don't want me and he backing out knocks Like all my opps pussy, these bitches be popped (popped) Stomp on his head, no Noah (Noah) Niggas is just lucky, no clover (clover) Spin through the bridge and we holdin' up sticks Like y'all YGK? Then your ass gets blitzed Niggas be dissin' but never did nothing Spin through the Sev tryna flick at a Munna (flick at a Munna) DG, my brother, he throwin' from deep Ddot, my demon, he know how to creep Two guns up, no trendy (trendy) I fuck with some Makks, get bendy (get bendy) Hang out the V, we gon' aim for his kidney You talkin' on bro? You get tossed like a frisbee, like Told Ddot, "Just throw" (what?) Hang out the V, send shots, get low (glah, glah) All my opps mad that I'm totin' on poles You talking on deads, then we taking your soul (glah, glah) I never got beat on the train and you know Don't tote that SS10 that I tote Fuck lil' Rippy, got holes in his chest Notti got poked up, wonder who next (Notti) Never be lackin', this Tec in the tech I'm smoke some rip when I'm feelin' stressed Told bro, "Bop out" when he ready to bend Idot gon' throw like Ben no ten Do-do-don't bend my block, he done Fuck all the opps, we don't jink up for fun Idot, my demon, he do it for dum (he do it for what?) And he tried to run, he got hit in his top Ski mask up, no, ninja (ninja) We smoke Notti, his liver (liver) Smokin' my deads is his ticket to death Like sippin' on Henny, it's stuck in my breath (what?) Told opps, "Go long, catch hot ones" (hot ones) Stupid lil' nigga just need to go pop some raps on Raps don't know when to stop (what?) Like break all my bones, still we goin' up top (glah, glah, boom) JJ, my demon is tuckin' the strap, like (like) They got me on hots (they got me on what?) I don't want me and he backing out knocks Like all my opps pussy, these b-
Writer(s): Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Uzoma Harbor, Adam Gamble, Angel Joel Fuentes, Dennis Avydii, Ethan Noel Alonzo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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