splinner

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Izaya Tiji - Rap

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[Verse] (Flrrr, beep) I don't need another hand [?] Oh yeah, I won't lie to you again I dropped two won't do that again [?] My bitch love givin' that sloppy tipper Yeah, y'all already know what it is If [?] Aye bro let me borrow a cig' That bitch cut off like [?] head [?] Lamb' that bitch [?] Hop deep in this whip with four glicks I ain't blocking no shots, I'm scoring Aye, who need a eighth? we touring That nigga a bitch, I short him Bro y'all ain't creasin' my Jordan's Say what? I just wiped the borders Hell nah, I just got extorted Shut the fuck up, y'all don't know the lore bitch Anything [?] bitch Anything, hold on, mm, you need anything [?] You want anything I want [?] No I will never know having no shortage I cut yo' body up, put it in storage Sorry that last one was a lil' bit gorey This bitch tryna find me she thought she was Dory You don't wanna know how you [?] from the story I don't want the fame so I hopped in my glory Get money [?] I'm so high, yeah nigga you know I'm soaring I'm having a good timе smoking with Tory Whenever thеm cops on us we had to floor it When I'm with some new niggas gotta score it He thought it was over but I gave 'em some more She wanted some nut so I gave her some more That girl is a ho snag that bitch a full course Damn this hoe straight, she threw me off [?] playin' my song [?], this bitch keep singing along And this ho still playing like Lebron (Flrrr) Woah, I'm finna blast off Yo' ho [?] That pussy was stank, was flawed And I just fucked somebody mom (Flrrr) Yeah, he think he a dog You sittin' there hating, boy go get a job You niggas already [?], I got the guap I'm tryna figure out how to get it quicker She thought she was gettin' one over on me but I'm slicker Used to say that she would never want me then I split her You a rat, I hear you told all on yo' homies, you a Splinter We don't talk a lot, we don't even need to say nothing, let's speak gibberish Ain't gon' lie that ain't cross my mind, ain't even consider it I just [?], stay slimey, grimey, yeah stay vigilant I laugh every time I get some money, make me ticklish What you say about gang? Oh fuck no, don't make me flip yo' lid Down bad, he was tryna get a Benz [?] I'm tryna get the limb [Outro] (Flrrr, beep) I don't need another hand [?] I'm fighting off a lot of [?] I dropped two won't do that again Staring [?] My bitch love givin' that sloppy, yeah Y'all know what it is Aye bro let me borrow a cig' That bitch cut off like [?] head [?] that bitch [?] Hop deep in this whip with four glicks I ain't blocking no shots, I'm scoring Aye, who need a eighth? we touring

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  • Izaya Tiji