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Cyrus

Sippin' on the mud, yeah Gang goin' up, my song just hit number one
They tell me they love me, yeah fake love all around
Tell me that you're down, girl, don't kiss an tell
I'm losing my mind , tell me how you feel

I just wanna know, tell me how you feel
Bitch, yeah, I've been number  one for a while now
Know the name sequre yah , bitch, you know we wildin out
Won't be no competition, yeah, yeah  for awhile  now

Ever since I left the game, bitch, yeah, they goin down
Can't tell me that you love me when you switch and lie
You tellin' people that I hurt you while I held you down
Held you down, my life, I swear, it's like a movie

hoe just watch the film  bitch, yeah
I've been off the X, yeah, you know that it's summertime
I'm the next threat up, yeah, they feel me, yeah
They know what I be doin' 

Sippin' on the mud, yeah Gang goin' up, my song just hit number one
They tell me they love me,  yeah fake love all around
Tell me that you're down, girl, don't kiss and tell
I'm losing my mind , tell me how you feel

I just want to know, tell me how you feel

Kiss & Tell (Prod Prism)

:Lyrics 

Different type of roles  swear y'all is my children
Y'all be stealin' Flows, y'all just want the movement
You ain't tryna push one up
You know that me and Gang been fuckin' the city all up

And all that dissin' that he did, y'all, got your men fucked
I got four bars out the blitz, y'all, bitch, run it up
6Go, that's my slime y'all, Swing gon' hit me up now
He said that's your number one gang, you know he bust roundz

big draco drum, you know that shit'll make his ass pop down
I ain't tryna do the shit you said that I ain't right now
Fucked up in my mental again, I've been off the good drugs
I swear I'm slippin' the money

She wanna see how I've been livin', I live it up
Number one lifestyle, I love the drugs
Everywhere I go now, they say I'm up
So much damn motion, y'all

Pullin' up with gang, bitch, pullin' out the backdrop
Uh, sent up a halo, y'all, I heard that's your gang, bruh
I just got blipped up, that shit so sad
But I can't give a fuck, cause you know I got no love, y'all

You know that I'm cold and my heart get no fuck, y'all
I'm geekin' off of the mud, I'm in slow-mo
Tell me that I'm changin', you can't see the same me
That shit was just fakeness, I can't really take it, y'all

Different type of roles, swear y'all is my children
Y'all be stealin' flows, y'all just want the moment
You ain't tryna push one up
You know that me ain't gang', fuckin' the city up

Ain't all that dissin' that he did, y'all
Got your men fucked, I got four bars out the blitz, y'all
Bitch, run it up

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