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bloody! (taisiegel) - chillin wit my woes lyrics

[verse 1: bl__dy!]
my bi b_tch from the town
always tryna f_ck when i come around
the n_gga p_ssy he can’t come around
spin his block, feed him a few rounds
she take out the c_ck and we go a few rounds
yes, b_tch, i smoke out the pound
yes, i feel like [?] the way i’m sayin’ yes
if a n_gga play, he get shot in the chest
she suckin’ my d_ck and i’m leavin’ a mess
the za wit’ the grabba, it’s punchin’ my chest
she in love wit’ me ’cause i piped it the best
i push d_ck in n_ggas ho’s, then i text that n_gga and i let him know
might watch them all run up on a n_gga and put the cutter to his throat
off that good drank wit’ thе xanax, got a n_gga really movin’ slow
run up and shoot a n_gga in the head, makе a n_gga bend over like a ho
if i pull the cash out on this b_tch,1 i know she gon’ bend over like a ho
that b_tch might smoke on a n_gga weed, but she got the dirty lips of a ho
make a b_tch put her lips on my d_ck, she have to go do the same to my bro
i’m insane just like my bro, i’m insane if you let me know
i went insane, n_gga, punch your brain, n_gga, if you f_ckin’ ’round wit’ the bros
pop me a perc, but i’m fightin’ back, i’m in this b_tch, goin’ toe to toe
in this b_tch goin’ toe to toe wit’ the opps n_ggas, finna up the score
and my white b_tch sniffed coke too hard, she d_mn near broke her nose
and that n_gga don’t smoke like me, he smelled the za and it twist his nose
she suck d_ck like a p_rnstar, she got a n_gga curlin’ at the toes
i’m chillin’, n_gga, wit’ my woes
i’ll die, n_gga, for my woe
i’ll slide, n_gga, for my woe
i’ll cry, n_gga, for my woe
for my woe, for my woes
for my woes, for my woes
[chorus: xaversobased]
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe
my woe, my woe

[verse 2: xaviersobased]
f_ck that b_tch, yeah, f_ck that b_tch
pull up in that f_ckin’ sh_t
f_ck that b_tch, f_ck that sh_t
opps run down, i’ma split his wig
had come days, yeah, i been in the crib ’cause i been feelin’ sick
she told me when she smoke on that blunt she got some silly sh_t
money on me, i get plenty, b_tch
n_ggas talkin’ down, i’m sendin’ sh_t
he wanna flex money, i’ll take that sh_t
her back i might break that sh_t
i’m tryna get this cake, that dip
i’m just tryna get cake, that dip
one chance, i’ma take that risk
you talkin’ down, boy you’s a b_tch
i be h_lla flexed up, woah
i be in this b_tch like woah
b_tch, i’m gettin’ money and i’m f_ckin’ ho’s
i be gettin’ checks, h_lla bands, i’m in the store
walked up in the party_

- bloody taisiegel lyrics

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