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gated locations lyrics by Biv, ISSBROKIE

Intro: Biv
Yeah
Yeah

Verse 1: Biv
You built the whole set off of your team, yeah
Fuck does you mean?
Thought he was lost, but I gotta leave, yeah
Never been seen
You got the stacks, but nowhere to breathe, yeah
Bitch, fuck does you mean?
Never been lost, black out the seam
Bitch, fuck does you mean?
I got the payback, missin’ them back when we was laid back
Pull up, you made bag, no, you ain’t made that
No, you ain’t saved, you’re talkin’ to God, just tryna make payments
Notice you never had thе patience
You fuckers complacеnt
How you mob in a gated location?
Pass off with the mask off when I blast off
Default fuckers gettin’ passed off, bitch, ball
Fuck your dead cars, gettin’ soft from the pension
Fuck causin’ problems, you better piss off
I know you want the attention
Love the suspension, but nothin’ to mention
You pussies been lackin’ jaw, fuck affection
I swear it’s obsession, no need for confessions, huh
Bet you pussies police the aggression
I bet you only get fuck when protected
You mess with the hand, ? the ?
Fuck up your life, but I bet you consented

Chorus: Biv & ISSBROKIE
Shoot out a suit, bang, bang
Shoot out your coup, bang, bang
Bitch, what it do? Bang, bang
Air out the noose, bang, bang
Air out the truth, bang, bang
Y’all wanna hate ‘til it’s, „Bang, bang”
Bitch, you ain’t safe from this bang, bang, bang (Brrt, yeah)

Verse 2: ISSBROKIE
Bitch, I don’t wanna hear my name comin’ out yo’ mouth ‘less you plan on tryna book me
I got hella threats that you doin’, you ain’t shoot me
Couldn’t make me anxious even when I’m off the cookies, yeah (Bitch)
Walk up in that momma, caked up, bullet in the eye, ?
Real shit, bitch, all these kids playin’ hookie
Pray to God that I hear a threat comin’ out these pussies, woah
Bitch, uh, we gon’ send it back up
Bitch, we gon’ send it back up, uh
Put ‘em in the ? in the ground
? tryna go and act tough
Got a couple homies that be sure to blast up
Prolly keep a MAC tucked, prolly open for a ? up
Pussy ‘bouta make me act up, type to get you wrapped up
Throw you in the desert, burnt and hacked up
Bitch-boy make me cracked up, face lookin’ jacked up
Hit a fuck-boy with the MAC ?
Talkin’ tough, you gettin’ smacked up while this bitch bag it up
? tryna get his ass fucked, yeah
He was talkin’ on my friends, what about makin ‘mends? What happened? (Makin’ ‘mends, what happened?)
Yeah, you ain’t rockin’ my shit, that’s cool, I don’t think I was askin’ (I don’t think I was askin’, bitch)
Why you out here talkin’ hot shit when you know you just cappin’? (When you just cappin’, yuh)
What you think about this shit? I’m the realest bitch, gettin’ to the rap, it’s BROKIE

Chorus: ISSBROKIE, Biv & ISSBROKIE, Biv
Time to go up the blick, shoot out a suit, brrang, brrang
Shoot out your coup, bang, bang
Bitch, what it do? Bang, bang (Brrt)
Air out the noose, bang, bang
Air out the truth, bang, bang
Y’all wanna hate ‘til it’s, „Bang, bang”
Bitch, you ain’t safe from this bang, bang, bang