Don't Stop Dancing

Lyrics:
Lets see how this ends
Can't do this again
She wanna be my main thing but we better off as friends
In a whole other lane you wont catch me on no trends
You done did me wrong and hurt my heart man the shit don't make no sense
Don't want you with nobody i'm selfish 
Honestly when you said you love me i felt it
And I type feel like you did wrong with the cards when you dealt it
I got blood all over my damn fit
When you broke my heart into damn bits
Swear to god I need a bandage
Glad I finally started popping i'm like finally
If you had a bunch of options would you slide on me
I don't know what i'm doing wrong she say she tired of me
My old girl want me back man don't you see that irony 
See i'm making big bands off the wake up
With a bad h*e no make up 
Falling behind need to get your pace up
We ain't going down n*gga we gon stay up
I do not need nobody I move on my own
She like "Cam you to cocky" like no b*tch i'm grown
No text back don't hit my phone baby 
Destroy leave me lone baby 
In my head i'm going crazy 
And ion think no ones gone save me
Explain what you see deep in I
I can't stand seeing you with that guy
I can see straight between all these lies
I just wanna leave and make you wonder why
Make you wonder why x8

Let's see how this ends + ayowitty

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#HABITAT 2 FEAT SKYTE & Jasion (BENJIOSTENTATION)

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Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Yo b*tch she call me spectacular 
I’m making plays with this spatula 
I’m looking for blood b*tch I’m the black version of Dracula 
Ian worried bout opps if they finna slide Ong my gang finna pack em up 
Tote that glocky in school like I had enough 
I’m chose from these h*es like a bachelor 
Take yo b*tch and I hurt her heart mane this sh*t like it’s cardiovascular 
Hit dat bih then I throw her away
Somebody better come get this h*e
He want a feat but his income low 
I buy it all ion pick no more 
Pizza the way that flip my dough 
You losing, you don’t got a switch lil bro
I’m finna up with the stick get close 
My pockets been overweight hippo 
Been known these niggas never on that timing 
I jump to the top he’ll no Ian climbing 
She said “I loved her” then that lil h*e lying 
Im good on that label no b*tch Ian signing 
Don’t make me call up Jasion 
Do what I say like I’m Simon 
We storming down like a Titian 
I brought stick we ain’t fighting 
Before you block me imma block you
Hurting b*tches if I got to
B*tch I’m fired up on that Nastu 
You can’t do what I do cause it cost to 
You can’t do what I do cause it cost to lil b*tch 
Yuh 
Told her pray to me like Buddha 
Off them drugs primary user 
Don’t own no glick you not a shooter 
Get back typing on computers
Bad bih can not find her ride home better download Uber 
My dick big it’s long like ruler 
Juggin since a middle schooler 
Pop out shoot at yo medulla
You can’t do what I do b*tch I make it way more cooler  
You the type to turn these b*tches gay like Bktherula 
Balenci on me you got pumas 
Mane I took the long route these n*ggas came up sooner 
Get a hold of yo b*tch her sh*t smell like tuna 
Don’t bug out when I twitch imma perc consumer 
High as f*ck I’m on the moon I just met with Luna 
I make all these bitch drool I hit my maneuver
Aye 
Yuh yuh 
I hit my maneuver 
I make all these b*tches drool I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver yes b*tch I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver 

[Chorus]
Yo b*tch she call me spectacular 
I’m making plays with this spatula 
I’m looking for blood b*tch I’m the black version of Dracula 
Ian worried bout opps if they finna slide Ong my gang finna pack em up 
Tote that glocky in school like I had enough 
I’m chose from these h*es like a bachelor 
Take yo b*tch and I hurt her heart mane this sh*t like it’s cardiovascular 
Hit dat bih then a those her away
Somebody better come get this h*e
He want a feat but his income low 
I buy it all ion pick no more 
Pizza the way that flip my dough 
You losing, you don’t got a switch lil bro
I’m finna up with the stick get close 
My pockets been overweight hippo

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