Madara TBH, ericdoa - Dismissed lyrics
ericdoa [Eric George Lopez] Connecticut, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Madara TBH, ericdoa - Dismissed lyrics]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Girl, I know that you gon' dig this if you
You know I'm running to the racks, yes
Got a Glock on me outside my precious
We pulling up, baby girl, I'm pulling up
Won't stop 'til I get that Hummer truck
When you work for the racks
You don't give no fucks
Yo GeeohhS, we just made another hit
Gon' run that up
She want me to fuck, I'ma run that up
She been calling my phone like a
If you wanna meet lil' nigga, I'm coming
Two AR beams, that shit be bussin'
Smoking on big gas, that shit disgusting
Roll all that shit, I swear I love it
You talking up but won't do nothing
Soon I'll go up and bitch, I'll die
You ain't do shit but you stunting
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Wanna work with me? That shit a charge
Smoke, ride with the gang, know who we are
Stop talking that shit, boy, you ain't hard
Thought you was sweet 'til we
Caught him off guard
Bitch, I can't lose, I come in first
Just do one take, I don't rehearse
Boy, you switched up, you hit reversе
From some lil' bitch, I can't get hurt
Need a fix, your heart in two
I know that you likе me
'cause my racks is blue
Ayy, need to fix your attitude
I know that you like me
'cause my racks is blue
And you know where to find, how we build
How divine, how we build
I still miss you for real
I still miss you for real 'Cause you my sun
You my sun
Girl, I know that you gon' dig this if you
You know I'm running to the racks, yes
Got a Glock on me outside my precious
We pulling up, baby girl, I'm pulling up
Won't stop 'til I get that Hummer truck
When you work for the racks
You don't give no fucks
Yo GeeohhS, we just made another hit
Gon' run that up
She want me to fuck, I'ma run that up
She been calling my phone like a
If you wanna meet lil' nigga, I'm coming
Two AR beams, that shit be bussin'
Smoking on big gas, that shit disgusting
Roll all that shit, I swear I love it
You talking up but won't do nothing
Soon I'll go up and bitch, I'll die
You ain't do shit but you stunting
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Wanna work with me? That shit a charge
Smoke, ride with the gang, know who we are
Stop talking that shit, boy, you ain't hard
Thought you was sweet 'til we
Caught him off guard
Bitch, I can't lose, I come in first
Just do one take, I don't rehearse
Boy, you switched up, you hit reversе
From some lil' bitch, I can't get hurt
Need a fix, your heart in two
I know that you likе me
'cause my racks is blue
Ayy, need to fix your attitude
I know that you like me
'cause my racks is blue
And you know where to find, how we build
How divine, how we build
I still miss you for real
I still miss you for real 'Cause you my sun
You my sun