goodbye!

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lyrics:

diamonds on my neck they shining
VVS lil bitch this priceless
murk that boy like we was ISIS
bitched that boy nah we aint fight since
fuck with gang we bring u silence
ho wan fuck my friend she trifilin 
go head glaze yo mans like icing
hollow purple on this bitch no kaisen

bitch hands in the air like ahhh!
drop to her knees mouth open like ahhh!
fine shyt yeah she be singin my songs 
brain so fried lil bitch im gone

sooner or later

ma cherie

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i’m so high in the air i dont feel like im coming down 

she said who dat with the motion February makin rounds

nigga do not play w me i’ll air this bitch out i got rounds

and that nigga wanna play up in my face im not no fucking clown

ebony n ivory my weapon bitch i’ll take u down

and this pussy nigga wanna press me put him in the ground

yah stay in the vestibule but i stay my ass in the lounge

stay w silence we got silent step we make no fuckin sound

i stay in the mercedes blazing

me n my niggas yea we go crazy

i said i like the white hoes with the blue eyes always thought it was peach over daisy

i stay away from the sloth nigga i make hits everyday i dont never get lazy

i put on ecko i try to stay fly everyday but this shit it gets fucking draining

yuh

pussy nigga wanna jack swag

yuh

oussy nigga im yo dad

yuh 

fine shyt wanna fuck bad


ride my shit til she get jet lag

no no nigga i dont wanna brag

but do you see this fucking bag

she said she need me real bad

nigga how could u sell this bag

ebony and ivory

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bitch i put in work

feel like guts i go berserk

and i stole yo ho bout quick asf feel like lupin the 3rd

im so fried cant feel my face

if u fuck w me get maced 

i said no bitch im not gon wait 4 u so pick up the pace

i get racks n i flex on hoes 

broke nigga no we dont hang with those

if i got blick ill up that shit u know im slidin for my bros

so much coke up in my nose

im so high so fkn throwed

nigga test me thats not cool now back up b4 u get poked 


bitch i put in work

feel like guts i go berserk

and i stole yo ho bout quick asf feel like lupin the 3rd

im so fried cant feel my face

if u fuck w me get maced 

i said no bitch im not gon wait 4 u so pick up the pace

one man band feelin like im fkn burzum

draco in my pocket lil bitch im trn fkn hurt sum

bitch all in my ear i cannot stand her she so irksome (x2)

bitch i put in work

feel like guts i go berserk

and i stole yo ho bout quick asf feel like lupin the 3rd

im so fried cant feel my face

if u fuck w me get maced 

i said no bitch im not gon wait 4 u so pick up the pace

head ache

potential

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mix by @v4vendetta

lyrics:

talk down we gon step on yo mans yuh

step step step stepping on yo mans yuh

whole body covered in shit that i cant say 

garments yea they handmade came from japan yuh

wanna fuck me n she dont een know my name yuh

you got lucky bitch i did my time we not the same yuh

and these bitches they be lame lame lame yuh

dumb ass bitch but she givin mad brain yuh

yuh i can see right thru ur lies

bitch so quick to criticize

bitch dont even bother trying

this ho always tryna fight me

fight me (x8)

talk down we gon step on yo mans yuh

step step step stepping on yo mans yuh

whole body covered in shit that i cant say 

garments yea they handmade came from japan yuh

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