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Young M.A – Praktice Lyrics

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Praktice Lyrics by Young M.A

[Intro]
Like we ain’t never ever go hard for this
They don’t let us in, we bogarting this s–t
Yeah
They talking ’bout practice, bloody
Like we don’t practice, bloody

[Verse 1]
Who said I don’t go hard? B—h, I go so hard
I don’t care who got it, we still in charge
F–k these hoes, f–k these broads, I don’t got no time “no”
Do you see my pockets “yeah”, I’m doing just fine
Don’t call my line, don’t call my line “don’t call it” if you ain’t talking checks “what?”
Oh you tryna flex? “What?” We are not impressed
Bankrolls in my sweats, hitters to my left “woo, woo”
Pull up to the club “skrrt”, f–k it up, then we left “skrrt”
Hennessy on my breath, OG in my chest
Oh you making threats? Okay, say less “say less”
Don’t act like you know me “huh?” I don’t know you guys “no”
So if I say, “Who you?,” “who them?” do not act surprised
Man, I don’t pay y’all no mind, no, I just pay my bills “yeah”
No Netflix and chill, b—h, I get checks and chill
Put that p—y on my grills, b—h, tell me how it feels “woo”
They say that I’m rude, no I’m just that real “woo”

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[Hook/Chorus]

Y’all talking ’bout practice
Y’all talking ’bout practice
B—h, we active, we active
I just dump a b—h and dump my ashes, my ashes

[Verse 2]
Oh you tried to doubt me? They tried to doubt me
Oh you a hater? Keep that s–t from ’round me
Pull up in that Audi, skrrt skrrt, then I’m outtie “skrrt skrrt”
Put my chain on her, she like, “Oh, you tryna drown me?” “Ooh”
Back when I was broke, you was tryna clown me
‘Member when you said you was better off without me?
Now I’m s——g on you “s——g”, ooh, I did it on you
Now you got the blues, like I’m Cripping on you “woo”
But I’m on my Blood s–t, suu whoop, suu whoop “suu whoop”
I be f—–g doll b—–s, voodoo, voodoo “voodoo”
If you getting money then, you cool, you cool “you cool”
But I don’t know you guys, who you? Who you? “Who dem?”
I do what I do, b—h, mind your business
I’m talking my s–t, because I’m twisted
I’ma be a billionaire, speak that to existence “ayy”
I believe that s–t, if I say it then I meant it
You can’t tell me nothing, everything in function
I don’t hear no facts, nope, I just hear assumptions
You said you was popping “word”, I heard you was bluffing
Oh you fronting fronting, you really ’bout nothing
Chicken with the stuffing, we getting that bank, bank
We getting that KK, f–k what you think, think
We smoking that stank stank, loud pack, yeah that dank dank
I ball every pay day, everyday is pay day

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[Hook/Chorus]
Y’all talking ’bout practice
Y’all talking ’bout practice
B—h, we active, we active
I just dump a b—h and dump my ashes, my ashes

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody
Bloody, bloody
Like we ain’t never ever go hard for this s–t
They don’t let us in, we bogarting this s–t

[Outro]
Like we ain’t never ever go hard
They don’t let us in, we bogarting
Bloody, bloody, ayy
Bloody, bloody, ayy
We go hard for this
If they don’t let us in, we bogarting this

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