Thuggin Bad

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Boom, boom, boom, boom
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
(Haha, thisbeat hard)
Ayy, bitch, I'm out here thuggin' bad
Got belt to ass like I'm your dad
Go put a 50 on this Glock
That default clip, you goin' out sad
Ayy, stack this bread, I'll never subtract
Lil' bitch always fuckin' add
Got in that room that a nigga told
It's like that nigga went on Vlad
Ayy, niggas want me on they song
They wanna hear that 50 flow
They know Lil' Heart gon' snap on any Beat
Swear, bitch, that's for sure
Some niggas fake, some niggas solid
Boy, you better watch your bro
Some niggas switch up for that dollar sign
You better watch your folks
Been ridin' dirty, put that shit on now
I'ma clean it just like some soap
They tryna knock me off my pivot
Dumbass bitch, you know I'm focused
They only want you when you winnin
That's what I just fuckin' noticed
Yeah, shout out Rekk and shout-out Demon
They was with me at my lowest
Was pickin' up change, tryna make a dollar
That's why we the closest
Smokin' on gelato, nigga
Smell that shit, I know it's potent
Ayy, pour a four up in my soda
Love this shit, it drop slowest
Oh, God, gang, gang
Ayy, I been thuggin' back since a lil' nigga
Ayy, momma always kept me fresh
Rockin' Tommy Hilfiger
Ayy, got this ice up on my neck
Like I was born beside a river
Ayy, tryna find out who to trust
Ayy, momma know I'm a born sinner
Yeah, 50 boyz, we bang that shit
Know my team full of breadwinners
I got that shit tatted on my skin
You can't get in if you ain't with us
I feel like Wayne up on the beat
Feed me beats or feed me dinner
I put that shit on on a daily
I swear to God, this expensive denim
Ayy, nigga, know I'm slime for real
Don't get too close, I got that venom
Lil' bitch, I'm bussing' off this gas
When Dios drop, I'm goin' to get him
And Free lil' bang by the cell
Some niggas told, I can't forgive him
Yeah, I'ma hop out with that tech
Just like some oil, bitch, I'ma spill him
Aye, bitch, I'm out here thuggin' bad
Got belt to ass, just like y'all dad
Ayy, we was hoppin' out of that car
Fifty rounds, replace that mag
Ayy, default mag, you goin' out sad
Hundred shots, just like Wilt Chamberlain
But know one thing about Lil' Heart
He stack that bread, won't leave him hangin
Damn, damn, damn, he stack that bread
Won't leave him hangin
But know one thing about Lil' Heart
He stack that bread, won't leave him hangin
Ayy, Eastside, man,
Whole lotta 50 shit, man
Free bang, free Dios, free Lil' J
Free Pnut, free all the guys, man

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