I - 9 5

Title	I - 9 5
Artist	HabibiWOO
Album	U P G R A D E SZN
Release Date	2022-07-05
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Lyrics	(Intro) This is the one Grrt Grrt Hit the nigga with a 9 Hit the nigga with a 9 (Chorus) Hit the nigga wit the .9 Hit his bitch with a 5 They both gon be dead, by the end of the night When I got up, I really ain't suprised Hit em up, hit em down, than I go for a ride And I pull up in a Benz Trucc, I got alot of pride Niggas hating on the flow, but I can't tell why Fuck his bitch so hard, she really went to die I've been up all night, just staring at the sky (Verse) Woo These niggas they know that I'm WOO I've been teaching niggas lesson, no school I'm a smart ass bitch, you a fool Elliot Weatherman, froze Went to pharmacy, had lot of lean Baby, will you show up in my dreams We can drowse our sorrow, 'methazine Baby, I know you love me, you're a feen I won't keep, I'm pass you to the team Sunni or Shia, the deen Baby no simp, you a queen Rolls Royce Baby Limousine (Chorus) Hit the nigga wit the .9 Hit his bitch with a 5 They both gon be dead, by the end of the night When I got up, I really ain't suprised Hit em up, hit em down, than I go for a ride And I pull up in a Benz Trucc, I got alot of pride Niggas hating on the flow, but I can't tell why Fuck his bitch so hard, she really went to die I've been up all night, just staring at the sky Staring at the sky You might also like(Verse) I'm on my grind, like a skater I cannot fucc with a hater Red beam like I'm vader She looking for someone to save her Don't beef with me, I can bag ya hoe Libity bitch she be acting tough I'm in the shit like I'm Max and Moe Succin my dicc like a saxophone I'm gonna get to the top, and than I'm flexing, cuz I'ma be global On this song, this shit is straight rapping, my nigga take off them vocals My bitch she bad as hell, but still ain't getting a proposal Put Brooklyn right bacc, and than go back to the locals Bought me a AP, with a Richard Millie Going all WOO for the big city On the bike we poppin wheelies Bank account big, mad piggies I'm the best one, mad clearly .35 hit you're Achilles Got in trouble told the judge I'm guilty I'ma a big dog and I play with a kitty Buckets on buckets on buckets like Jimmy Blow up the city The money is dirty, the money is filthy They know we don't play Jarazi come in broad day Niggas be feening to stay Two chops in her back, she be dishing the rock, I ain't talking bout Kobe or Klay (Chorus) Hit the nigga wit the .9 Hit his bitch with a 5 They both gon be dead, by the end of the night When I got up, I really ain't suprised Hit em up, hit em down, than I go for a ride And I pull up in a Benz Trucc, I got alot of pride Niggas hating on the flow, but I can't tell why Fuck his bitch so hard, she really went to die I've been up all night, just staring at the sky