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blakeshawn music llc - fuckboy! (part 2) [sito.music diss] كلمات الأغنية

letting go, all my standards hit the floor
preaching ’bout the mind i have, but then i lost it in a war
had to get up, get it back, no remorse inside my core
late nights, never slack, grinding like a skater pro, yeah, uh
looking at the top spot in the way, uh
thinking i can live my life in first place, uh
my future’s so bright, i need some pearly’s, uh
just hit twenty_five, i’m f_cking wealthy, uh
ducking texts, on my own, leaving flexing to the clones
get the message? anti_bold, really ready, for the gold
mind my own and lay low, watching all the pay flow
risky how my day goes, illest with my layers, uh, yeah
why you gassed up?
you ain’t doing sh_t, i’m running past ya
two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
watching every move, i’m f_cking flattered, yeah, uh, huh?
why you gassed up?

gassed up
imma stay the master
i keep spitting faster
all you n_ggas backwards
act up
a_list tracks
you don’t got the sk!lls to make
hand homeboy yo bank account
yes that was your mistake
malfunction is major
i got water like a lake
next time i pull up lil p_ssy better show your face
your b_tch was shooting them looks at
yo boy did not look back
this is not an insult
but i hope you know i could smash
i go get a b_ag
u stink need a tic tac
pp small like
knick knack
patty whack daddy’s back
gave yo b_tch the bone
i f_ck in her face
now she reek of my cologne
ayy

why you gassed up?
you ain’t doing sh_t, i’m running past ya
two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
watching every move, i’m f_cking flattered, yeah, uh, huh?
why you gassed up?
you ain’t doing sh_t, i’m running past ya
what the f_ck? are you moving backwards?
watching every move, i’m f_cking flattered

you a p_ssy boy
i pulled right up to your crib
i told you run them hands
and you went inside and hid
your girl look like she 12
cuz you like them little kids
you tried to smash a minor
pedophile piece of sh_t
oh wait yeah you did
you smashed your best friend’s cousin
you wanted to marry the girl
wanted to be her husband
then she dumped your ass
and she went out clubbin’
you barely in the green
i get money in abundance
imma haunt your nightmares
this the conjuring
i put your ass on at the age of 17
remember last year
that girl was your everything
how long until you buy your new one a promise ring
you a coward and a b_tch
i’m gon’ hit you in the lip
with a brick
leave you in a ditch
you a little snitch
you as bad as bill cosby
you belong in prison
you were at the party
you were gropin’ all the women
you always out here simpin’
yet you actin’ like you pimpin’
imma pull up on your block and imma shoot just like i’m pippen
you got some major problems
man you got some major issues
you were throwin’ up cryin’
your daddy had to get you
your girlfriend finna dump you
leave you cumin’ in some tissues
you talked a lotta sh_t
that better not continue
your music h_lla trash
and you will never make it big
you a delusional little kid
who tried to run off with my sh_t
i brought smoke right to your house
and you went and called the pigs
your were cryin’ on my line
like a little baby b_tch
i’m gone!
aye!
consider this sh_t a warning
little b_tch!

- blakeshawn music llc

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