DEAD OPPS BROC $TEEZY (Ft. Witchouse 40k)

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Netuh
$teezy

[Verse 1: Broc $teezy]
Fuckin with me, fuck with the whole team
You talking that small please
Bitch i'm a smoke fiend
Run up on you i'm a part of your whole team
I got this Glock beamed
9 milly and it's resting him 6 feet
Watching them all bleed
Ain't seen a siren till I rest in peace
I want the whole thing
If a motherfucker gettin a step in i'm bustin
I ain't give no warnin, I just bang clips, give a fuck bout discussin
I got them racks in, give a fuck about a bitch she givin me neck quick
I got my tags in, my Glock on me homie i'm never lackin

Up in these streets, fuckin with me i'm a part of you, please
All you bitches that say that with еase, i'm runnin up I got shooters on me
Keep talkin shit, that hatin is wеak
Just talkin that money, ain't seen you in weeks
I'm up in the c with yo bitch on my seat
She rollin my blunts, i'm drippin the scene

[Interlude: Broc $teezy]
Listen up, listen up all you punk ass, bitch ass, motherfuckers
Talkin all that shit, thinkin you hard or sum
Run up
Run the fuck up, do sum pussy
I hear y'all talkin that shit, run it
40k shoot