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Sink or Swim

๐Ÿ‘ค Trdee โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Dookie Brothers 2 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:09
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โฑ๏ธ 2:09 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(Damn, JakeSand)
(Rotto)
ShittyBoyz

Thousand dollar mic, you can probably hear me think
Only face za, bougie bitch don't wanna drink
Roll full of blues, you might see a couple pink
Tryna ride the wave? I hope you ready if you sink
Okay, snow bunny, blew her back out, the cat I salute
Told her I'm the one but always shitting like the number two
I'll ho you if the neck ain't coming, I ain't family, boo
You can leave me 'lone or by my lonely when I'm thumbing through

Running dog shit up, the only way is towards a million
Runtz turned me to a Skywalker, got some force up in me
Shoot through whatever, feel like Kobe with the torn achilles
Catch me jack catching in yo hood, I got bored with giffies
Sleeve Nash, I'll pass this bitch, I got scorers with me
Punched the wrong size Amiris, never mind, these sorta fit me
Two thousand beans, he ain't gon' count 'em, we gon' short him sixty
I think all my opps forgot that I got the torch in Ypsi

I'ma see a mil' before I'm fifty
I can run it up, I do it swiftly
Huh, left that nigga red, we named him "Trippie"
Incognito in the store, I'm sliding giffies

It ain't no one hitter quitter, BINs smack for combos
At the self-scanner dunking chips, Bismack Biyombo
Bitch said I'm cheating like I swear I been at the condo
Sent her on jack trip and told that bitch, "Stack 'em pronto"

Dame Time, what you need? I'll always come through in a clutch
Niggas broke for Christmas, tell yo mama that you need a crutch
If my bitch look through my phone, she gon' beat me up
Seen he had a little dilly chain, got my piece from Hutch
I caught him out with girly, that's not his bitch
Flat booty bitch, I won't ever switch
Big Balenciaga Track.2s, she can't spell my kicks
Flashy fucker, I'll up some blues for the hell of it
Baby, let me get between, they won't know I hit
Dawg swear he getting money, I ain't notice it
New method hit for 2K, this bitch so legit
That lil' bitch got a hunnid bodies, you was 'posed to hit
I really had her in a room hitting notes and shit
You ain't never shot a gun but posting sticks
A hunnid dollar eighth, you don't smoke this shit
A thousand dollar pistol, you don't tote this blick

Bitch, ayy
A hundred dollar eighth, you don't smoke this shit
A thousand dollar pistol, you don't tote this blick
Ayy, ShittyBoyz

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.02] (Damn, JakeSand)
[00:08.72] (Rotto)
[00:09.01] ShittyBoyz
[00:09.54] Thousand dollar mic, you can probably hear me think
[00:12.27] Only face za, bougie bitch don't wanna drink
[00:14.63] Roll full of blues, you might see a couple pink
[00:17.02] Tryna ride the wave? I hope you ready if you sink
[00:19.43] Okay, snow bunny, blew her back out, the cat I salute
[00:22.11] Told her I'm the one but always shitting like the number two
[00:24.58] I'll ho you if the neck ain't coming, I ain't family, boo
[00:27.12] You can leave me 'lone or by my lonely when I'm thumbing through
[00:29.54] Running dog shit up, the only way is towards a million
[00:31.93] Runtz turned me to a Skywalker, got some force up in me
[00:34.38] Shoot through whatever, feel like Kobe with the torn achilles
[00:37.05] Catch me jack catching in yo hood, I got bored with giffies
[00:39.39] Sleeve Nash, I'll pass this bitch, I got scorers with me
[00:41.84] Punched the wrong size Amiris, never mind, these sorta fit me
[00:44.19] Two thousand beans, he ain't gon' count 'em, we gon' short him sixty
[00:46.67] I think all my opps forgot that I got the torch in Ypsi
[00:49.38] I'ma see a mil' before I'm fifty
[00:52.28] I can run it up, I do it swiftly
[00:54.21] Huh, left that nigga red, we named him "Trippie"
[00:56.74] Incognito in the store, I'm sliding giffies
[00:59.07] It ain't no one hitter quitter, BINs smack for combos
[01:01.77] At the self-scanner dunking chips, Bismack Biyombo
[01:04.36] Bitch said I'm cheating like I swear I been at the condo
[01:06.61] Sent her on jack trip and told that bitch, "Stack 'em pronto"
[01:09.04] Dame Time, what you need? I'll always come through in a clutch
[01:11.62] Niggas broke for Christmas, tell yo mama that you need a crutch
[01:14.07] If my bitch look through my phone, she gon' beat me up
[01:16.71] Seen he had a little dilly chain, got my piece from Hutch
[01:19.05] I caught him out with girly, that's not his bitch
[01:21.69] Flat booty bitch, I won't ever switch
[01:23.63] Big Balenciaga Track.2s, she can't spell my kicks
[01:26.30] Flashy fucker, I'll up some blues for the hell of it
[01:28.66] Baby, let me get between, they won't know I hit
[01:31.36] Dawg swear he getting money, I ain't notice it
[01:33.61] New method hit for 2K, this bitch so legit
[01:36.38] That lil' bitch got a hunnid bodies, you was 'posed to hit
[01:38.67] I really had her in a room hitting notes and shit
[01:41.39] You ain't never shot a gun but posting sticks
[01:43.61] A hunnid dollar eighth, you don't smoke this shit
[01:46.60] A thousand dollar pistol, you don't tote this blick
[01:50.22] Bitch, ayy
[01:51.30] A hundred dollar eighth, you don't smoke this shit
[01:53.77] A thousand dollar pistol, you don't tote this blick
[01:57.03] Ayy, ShittyBoyz
[01:58.83]

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