Duvy, Lil Berete - IP Man lyrics

[Duvy, Lil Berete - IP Man lyrics]

(Ooh, J Mak)
Yeah, it's Duvy
17

That boy, he did you dirty
You call him your brother
I grind just like no other
Stack it for my mother
We tryna get a big drop, put him under
Them Seventeeners with me
You know them gunners crazy
Had to stack it daily, uh
The trap will save me
Look what rapping made me, lil' Duvy
Jane baby
So slime, your brother issue, pocket tissue
Hit once then I dismiss, you accidental

And I heard they got an issue
Looking for a tissue
You can catch me in the back, I'm sitting
Presidential
I got a freaky lil' hoe
She want all my attention
I know I chose the wrong road
I was jumping fences
Slide around and seein' opps
Never pay for rentals
Never went and got a job
'member rob and sellin'
And man, we done got some racks
Niggas turned jealous
And I got caught up by the feds
So I ain't never listen
B-Bitch gone
They won't ever know whoever did it
New gun, it's a Revy, I'ma go and spin it
No one held it down for me and all my niggas
Slow down before I end up in the penitentiary

That boy, he did you dirty
You call him your brother
I grind just like no other
Stack it for my mother
We tryna get a big drop, put him under
Them Seventeeners with me
You know them gunners crazy
Had to stack it daily, uh
The trap will save me
Look what rapping made me, lil' Duvy
Jane baby
So slime, your brother issue, pocket tissue
Hit once then I dismiss, you accidental

Go spin your block, one-two times
With my big brother
Hitter
Could never leave him, and when shit rough
I'm with him
Could never change, see that's the code
I play it like a demon
Mop pole but not the floors, we clear it
Never seen 'em
Sinnin' and on my grind
We're niggas who just be creepin'
You inside
Told my youngings to get it live
Boy, don't show no mercy, this our lives
I really Billie Jean it, she got a Duvy fever
I'm back to back like I'm
A ref for bitches
For the season
I hope you get the meaning
A teacher got 'em studying
I be running 'round juggin', circus
They be jugglin'

That boy, he did you dirty
You call him your brother
I grind just like no other
Stack it for my mother
We tryna get a big drop, put him under
Them Seventeeners with me
You know them gunners crazy
Had to stack it daily, uh
The trap will save me
Look what rapping made me, lil' Duvy
Jane baby
So slime, your brother issue, pocket tissue
Hit once then I dismiss, you accidental

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