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LYRICS :

Said you would’ve ride for me 
But no u not
Said you would’ve died for me
But you lied
What I did for u to switch the sides
Tell me if it was all for nun

She loving my sound 
She wanna bring me around what’s different now
Want love when I’m round 
But when I’m up out of town you do me so wrong
It’s been so long
Why tf u on my phone 
Aventador up inna city u wanna come ride w me cuz I been popping 

We could’ve went so far 
Could’ve went so long u ain been so toxic
You hate when I make my songs about girls
Hate when I make my songs about girls
About girls
About girls
Mm about girls

She said she gon ride for me
Why tf u on my side front in
Bby why tf u lie to me
Why tf did u go lie to me

Said you would’ve ride for me 
But no u not
Said you would’ve died for me
But you lied
What I did for u to switch the sides
Tell me if it was all for nun

She loving my sound 
She wanna bring me around what’s different now
Want love when I’m round 
But when I’m up out of town you do me so wrong
It’s been so long
Why tf u on my phone 
Aventador up inna city u wanna come ride w me cuz I been popping 

We could’ve went so far 
Could’ve went so long u ain been so toxic know you hate when I make my songs about girls
Hate when I make my songs about girls
Hate when I make my songs about girls
About girls

songs about girls

lying

she know

vibe

LYRICS : 

I was geekin bout a bitch 
but I rock ventador my whip
Why tf would I trip over u 
when I blew up im rich
I rock Cartier my wrist
Yea I rock YSL
2 bitches on my dick they doin tricks
Nd they both bad as hell

Gen 5 but he won’t up it
He want smoke but he ain’t touchin
He jus frontin 
He jus bluffin
3.5 that im puffin
I got bitches by the dozen
I got blues by the hunnids
Off this perk I can’t even stomach
Yea pussy bitch can’t tell me nun

Where tf u think u goin without me
Yea I got blues inside my pocket
She want bread like whatchu mean
Know I look right for your socket 
When im upping my luh beam
On my racks im feeling tall
I’m feelin sum like Yao Ming

They tried to tell me but ik that Ian listen
Know that they jus fanned out
They jus tryna fit in
Glock go blast when I pull up in that big huh
Glock bring heat
 yea u better turn that fan on

Bad bitch tryna get up on me
She in love with geakers 
Said she love the way I pop the molly
I could fuck yo momma and yo bby 
Ian sayin sorry
Lately feel like Carti
went n put diamonds on my body

Next bitch I’m next up
I’m doin shi fr
I jus went nd copped a black mask
I’m finna hit a drill
Feelin like a zombie
When I’m off them pills
Wtf wrong w me 
Dk how to feel

Where tf u think u goin without me
Yea I get blues inside my pocket 
She want bread like wym
Know I look right for your socket
When im upping my luh beam
On my racks im feeling tall
Im feelin sum like Yao Ming

Where tf u think you goin without me
They see me all up on the tv
Now they all just want me be
Yea they all turn into sum rats
I got sum racks I got sum cheese
Putting stains up on yo brudda
Put that pussy boy to sleep

Where tf u think u goin without me
I got blues inside my pocket 
I got bread wym
Looking for your socket
While im upping my luh beam
On my racks im feeling tall
Im feelin sum like Yao Ming

Yao Ming

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