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bandgang javar & mimi woods - lovers and bins lyrics

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[intro: mimi woods]
no, oh
(distinct beats)

[verse 1: mimi woods]
who do you think that i am?
i can drive‚ i ain’t stuffin’ no pills
bein’ honest‚ i’m just bein’ real
you can take that sh_t up with your trick
maybe she can‚ but i can’t
maybe she will, but i ain’t
won’t let you hit it, but i might let you taste it
finessed a n_gga out his whole operation
puttin’ on a show‚ i’m an actress
got pension today, my id say my name “ashley”
a b_tch from the city, but i’m actin’ like i’m from cali
i’m straight out the checkout with all the giffies in my basket
i rock out real slow‚ lookin’ down while lappin’
then i get in my phone, i can’t make no eye connections
i open up the door, this n_gga lookin’ all happy
he like, “i can’t believe i fell in love with a scammer, seven”
(distinct beats)

[chorus: mimi woods & bandgang javar]
lovers and bins, we gon’ f_ck it up
if it’s money on the floor, we gon’ f_ck it up
if pieces hittin’ on the road, we gon’ f_ck it up
and then he do my body right, he gon’ f_ck me up (bandgang)
i can’t spend my life with you
i can share the ground with you
i_75 with you
he got his reader and his writer too
[verse 2: bandgang javar]
my b_tch f_ck once or twice, but i ain’t fallin’ in love
would’ve put you on, but you too busy f_ckin’ with scrubs
fake ids like i’m too young to get in the club
i ain’t worried ’bout the feds, i got an in_store plug
sent mimi in the store, but her id say “ass”
i was parked far as h_ll, peepin’ the scene from the caddy
parking lot pennin’, she brought the money to daddy
she saw me make twenty, duh, she gave up the panties
i remember stressin’, couldn’t pay rent
started f_ckin’ with that plastic like a gay b_tch
in kroger with two ids and some one dips
i can’t lie, i might retire off this next trip

[chorus: mimi woods]
lovers and bins, we gon’ f_ck it up
if it’s money on the floor, we gon’ f_ck it up
if pieces hittin’ on the road, we gon’ f_ck it up
and then he do my body right, he gon’ f_ck me up
i can’t spend my life with you
i can share the ground with you
i_75 with you
he got his reader and his writer too

[verse 3: e will]
[?] ’bout the b_tch while he was locked in the feds
she so real, she was f_ckin’ me and sendin’ him bread
i be out of town drivin’, she be givin’ me head
part of the scammin’, told me how to work the dumps with the pins
cool b_tch, she let me f_ck with her friends
when i was broke in the benz, she lowered up and went and found me a bin
said it only worked in kroger, playin’ cards like it’s poker
when i first started rappin’, had her f_ckin’ all the promoters
bad b_tch, she livin’ lavish and gettin’ cabbage
don’t ask, she finna cash it, she go and grab it
my last b_tch was super average, she ain’t had sh_t
petty_ass b_tch couldn’t even buy her lashes
all a n_gga really wanna do is spend it all with you
me and my b_tch back to back, we got matching coupes
they sick she gettin’ off like this, n_ggas need soup
she been ballin’ since them lil’ hoes was all wearin’ swoops
[chorus: mimi woods]
lovers and bins, we gon’ f_ck it up
if it’s money on the floor, we gon’ f_ck it up
if pieces hittin’ on the road, we gon’ f_ck it up
and then he do my body right, he gon’ f_ck me up
i can’t spend my life with you
i can share the ground with you
i_75 with you
he got his reader and his writer too

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