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2gaudy - don't need a witness كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
back in this b_tch, i ain’t finished
but all the f_cks that i give are diminished
i’m hittin’ back on attack, like it’s tennis
gun got a silencer, don’t need a witness
don’t need a witness to say this song heat
don’t need your listen, i’m still gonna eat
don’t want your b_tch, ’cause i hit it last week
told her i love her, but lied through my t__th
bape on my feet, but you rocking [?]
i got that chop, like that boy nle
leave that boy red, like chef boyardee
spilled some mustard on my goyard tee
too busy plottin’, i cannot sleep
too busy thottin’, that b_tch is a freak
too busy thottin’, that b_tch is a dub
i ain’t showin’ love, she won’t get a hug

[verse]
firestone defense called an fn
focused on the grind, like a ritalin
b_tch, i’m way too tall for these mini men
i’ma stomp jerry out, in these vitamins
i just keep sh_t cool, like a cpu
saw gaudy on the street, he the sh_t, pu
got hitched to the bread, made it say, “i do,”
life sh_t got dark, got a model s roof
don’t know where the star speed [?] in the booth
b_tch clingy, always tryna hang like a noose
always talkin’ ’bout bread, let’s just see it ain’t true
n_gga, don’t get pressed, if i call out fake shoes
life gave me lemons, i kept that sh_t simple
red dot on his nose, pimple
and the whip a sp_ceship, ms. frizzle
drop the top in the town, stuart little
one thing you won’t do, belittle
only target i hit’s the middle
and that boy f_ckin’ sweet like a skittle
put him on a tee, played the world’s smallest fiddle
[chorus]
back in this b_tch, i ain’t finished
but all the f_cks that i give are diminished
i’m hittin’ back on attack, like it’s tennis
gun got a silencer, don’t need a witness
don’t need a witness to say this song heat
don’t need your listen, i’m still gonna eat
don’t want your b_tch, ’cause i hit it last week
told her i love her, but lied through my t__th
bape on my feet, but you rocking [?]
i got that chop, like that boy nle
leave that boy red, like chef boyardee
spilled some mustard on my goyard tee
too busy plottin’, i cannot sleep
too busy thottin’, that b_tch is a freak
too busy thottin’, that b_tch is a dub
i ain’t showin’ love, she won’t get a hug

- 2gaudy

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