Name: Dusa by b+ archive
Duration: 1 min 5 s
Description: @bamyyy

Dusa

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@bamyyy

Ditch on da kid and I'll take your life
That nigga wanna be like us, can't be like us
Cuz that nigga ain't got no pipe, damn
goop in the cut
Tryna chop that shit, huh, yeah, huh
Smoke punch in chest it hurt, left that bitch I know it hurt
I'm smokin' niggas, put'em in a hearse 
I put my Glock dead In her purse
Switch ona kid and that shit wont work
I'm spinning a slut and I'm makin' it work
I feel like a star and that nigga get burst
B+ cannot stop poppin' thes-
Im like free my damn twin
I be boxing bitch no Bashin
Fuck a party bitch no passion
Fuck wit a hoe and she look wit the fashion
Yeah you know where I'm from
Bitch I'm toting guns and drums
Fuck boy getting jump get jump
We tapping A we hit his bun
Ain't talm bout shit ain't talm bout nothing
I'm cutting the fakes it's dead and done
Damn hit it like a bun he gon die bitch
fuck around with that lil kid they fuck around and die bitch
*maybach musik*

Ditch on da kid

@bamyyy

Bitch ion feel the same ever since you left
(mmmm)
I can't even think of a reason for this
Girl you treat me bad and all I do is treat you good
(mmmm)
You don't even know why you did this to me
(me ughh)
When I wake up all I think about is you
Like can you treat me good like I've treated you
And babe I hope you pull back up so I can feel your touch
It just don't feel right ever since you left me in the dust
It don't feel right
Left me out of your sight
Like you the one who did the wrongs and I just did the rights
Every time you call my phone
We just argue and we fight

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Reasons

Ghost me

fine shyt

Big ass draco hit that nigga top and then he fall 
Yeah he a flopper
Yeah that nigga fell off yeah he dead that nigga dirt
My gang pop out then they smoke his ass they put him dead in dirt
b+ in that f*cking trap he tryna run he tryna get it
Shout out K that nigga hop out yeah that nigga gone ride with it
Trolled this b*tch she think she got my f*ckin' number
B*tch the call not f*ckin' hitting
Whole time she think that she winning
Yeah told my f*ckin' twin come pour me up he pour me down
B*tch yeah I'm purpled up
Yeah bitch I'm sippin' purple stuff 
yeah
B*tch my money long it's super long yeah just like Kanye
She tryna throw it back she tryna get me up inside that
Not tryna get inside no f*ckin butt
Yeah 
she like succubus she tryna take my f*ckin nut
Yeah yeah 
tall ass b*tch she tryna take me down
Yeah this b*tch just hit my f*ckin line she said bamy come take me down
I can't get inside that car like I'm tryna whip around
She gon' suck me while I'm driving b*tch I damn near swerved around

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flopper

@bamyyy
In the morning, it go down inside the morning
Every single morning, you don't fail to make me mad
When you walk inside my house, you throwing all these fits, yeah
You say you don't love me, you den broke all my shit
Broke my heart and broke my TV, yeah, you broke my fucking life
I don't know why you do this shit every single night, yeah
You just wanna ruin me
I don't know what I did for you to be like this to me
You say you didn't love me but now you do like make your mind
I don't got no time for this bullshit like get up off my line
Every morning you keep calling
I know your BS is still there that's why I keep stalling
You say that you grown but you keep acting like a child
When I try to talk to you, you just keep getting fucking loud
#bamy

Dusa

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