| Real
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| I already know what I’m facing, I already know like
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| I know if you do this, this can come with that, that can come behind that
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| Federal, I don’t give a fuck
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| Just know that every action come with a reaction
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| Whatever you dish out you gotta get back
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| I said I was done with that drank, now I’m relapsing
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| I said I was done with that tec and the Act'
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| We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it
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| We take it out and finessin' that
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| We can pop that shit off, ain’t with all the jaw jackin'
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| I ain’t with the talkin' I ain’t with the talk
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| There’s a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
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| (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might
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| There’s a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
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| I don’t wanna do that
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| I know there’s a chance the bomb ain’t landin'
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| I got my fingers crossed, man I hope
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| This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
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| Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen, yeah
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| Yeah I’ve been peppin' these niggas out here with the slick hate
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| (Niggas out here down' a whole lot of hatin')
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| Walk around with that cake on me like it’s my b-day
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| (I got them hunnids and now I’m head honcho)
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| Move around and I’m with some hitters out of VA
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| (I'm with some hitters, they out of Virginia)
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| GO with your mood and get burnt like a cremate
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| Fuck how it is, fuck how they turn out
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| I’m e’rywhere with my strap out (E'rywhere)
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| They lookin' at me like, «Damn he bookin»"
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| I’m in the bank with the pack out (Right now)
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| He goes right nigga 'til he threw a cross
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| I was blind to it, I would throw it off
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| Never again 'fore I take a loss
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| Lord, forgive me, gotta knock out his thoughts
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| These niggas must think I’m a hoe or somethin'
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| Sendin' threats like I’ma foldTreadmill, they goin' nowhere fast
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| And they mad 'cause I’m the one that God chose
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| Got the streets on lock, figure four
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| Real Snow, hoe might catch a cold
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| Prometh' got me movin' slow
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| And the trap work' out, cardio
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| Just know that every action come with a reaction
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| Whatever you dish out you gotta get back
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| I said I was done with that drank, now I’m relapsing
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| I said I was done with that tec and the Act'
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| We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it
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| We take it out and finessin' that
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| We can pop that shit off, ain’t with all the jaw jackin'
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| I ain’t with the talkin' I ain’t with the talk
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| There’s a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
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| (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might
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| There’s a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
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| I don’t wanna do that
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| I know there’s a chance the bomb ain’t landin'
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| I got my fingers crossed, man I hope
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| This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
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| Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen
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| My girl said she gon' fuck both of us up
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| Now that’s the collateral damage
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| We fuck then she tryna cross both of us up
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| You know I won’t let that shit happen
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| I cut that hoe off, now she outta luck
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| She steady DM’n my family
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| Now that’s the collateral damage
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| All that fake shit, man, I Swear I can’t stand it
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| All you want is respect and you know I won’t hand it
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| If I want him dead, you know I demand it
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| Consequences, man I knew what could happen
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| I told that nigga chill out wit' that cappin'
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| Snatch my chain, we gon' end up ramblin'
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| Up in the club, his homie, I stamp him
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| Television Ain’t no televised
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| The way that we livin', ain’t on no channel
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| Might did ya who in the North with no Phantom
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| Osama bin Laden, I ride on no camel
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| I catch 'em, go straight to my feeling’s like damn 'em
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| Punch on a bitch, h ad to pay her then bandit
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| Pocket full of all white dead bandit
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| They want me to tell, I ain’t sayin' it
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| I know it gon' come with this shit
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| If I up and hit your ass with a cannon
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| Just know that every action come with a reaction
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| Whatever you dish out you gotta get back
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| I said I was done with that drank, now I’m relapsing
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| I said I was done with that tec and the Act'
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| We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it
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| We take it out and finessin' that
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| We can pop that shit off, ain’t with all the jaw jackin'
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| I ain’t with the talkin' I ain’t with the talk
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| There’s a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
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| (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might
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| There’s a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
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| I don’t wanna do that
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| I know there’s a chance the bomb ain’t landin'
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| I got my fingers crossed, man I hope
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| This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
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| Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Collateral Damage , by - Moneybagg Yo. Song from the album Fed Baby’s, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп