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(álbum: TOXIC BOOGALOO - 2020)


[ZillaKami:]
Yung Germ
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? (Okay)

Run like the bitch you are
You the type to always need a gun, like the bitch you are
You the type to be my fucking son, like the bitch you are
Niggas acting hard but never swung, like the bitch you are
You are just a bitch, you are (Okay)

I created your whole life, you better call me "Papa" (Okay)
Too bad you be getting sneakers off of Alibaba (Wassup?)
I be in your bitches room doing the helicopter (Huh)
I don't understand you, I'm hearing radda-radda (Ha-ha)
I'm the clean up king, now tell me where the messes is (Okay)
And when I arrive, I'ma rock a violin (Okay)
Got the five percent tints on the JDM (What?)
Right hand drive on the whip, you'll get strangled in
Making blood chokes (Hey), like a noose rope (Hey)
Throwing elbows (What?), like the Thai folk (What?)
I'm making blood chokes (Hey), like a noose rope (Hey)
Breaking high, going low, you in a toad hole (Okay)

Run like the bitch you are
You the type to always need a gun, like the bitch you are
You the type to be my fucking son, like the bitch you are
Niggas acting hard but never swung, like the bitch you are
You are just a bitch, you are

[SosMula:]
(Sleezy)
Who told you dye your hair and get all those face tats? (Fuck outta here)
All of my ideas, niggas try to take that (Wow)
My shooter got five years, he ain't even say jack (No-no)
Bitch, this is my year, you can get your face cracked (Boom)
Just like a bitch you are, crying 'bout a bitch, nigga (Sleezy)
She gon' suck my dick tomorrow, I just fucked your bitch, nigga (Sleezy)
I just sold a brick of hard, I just got my big AR (Work)
Turn your face to mashed potato, who told you don't hit too hard? (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
This the KLEAN UP KREW, Tommy with a fucking dual (Sleezy)
If I don't got my gun, bet you run, well, we got two (Fuck outta here)
This the KLEAN UP KREW, call me Mr. Twenty-two (Sleezy)
Take the clip out, right before a nigga gun butt you (Doo-doo-doo-doo)

[ZillaKami:]
Run like the bitch you are
You the type to always need a gun, like the bitch you are
You the type to be my fucking son, like the bitch you are
Niggas acting hard but never swung, like the bitch you are
You are just a bitch, you are (Okay)
Run like the bitch you are
You the type to always need a gun, like the bitch you are
You the type to be my fucking son, like the bitch you are
Niggas acting hard but never swung, like the bitch you are
You are just a bitch, you are

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