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ericdoa - believer lyrics
[chorus: ericdoa]
i turned a bad b_tch, to a believer
[?] like i’m having a seizure
i’m f_ckin’ her once, ion need her
[?] sweet, my [?]
goin’ fast yeah i’m [?]
smokin’ cannabis straight out the [?]
i can’t link if i’m only a [?]
in the party, got blood on my sneakers
[verse 1: ericdoa]
get the money, i’m out, i’m eager
[?] when you ask for a feature
blowin’ up, lil’ b_tch i got [?]
said he got a homie, yo homie a dealer
[?] b_tch got a fever
she dead, i gotta feed her
i’m alone, i don’t need her
[?] to the money i changed my demeanor
whatchu doin’ you not doin’ it right
[?] you know he gon’ slide
baby glock, it don’t matter the size
only money moves on [?]
[?]
down bad, yeah your card got declined
slidin’ with straight and slidin’ with pride
mess with my brothers, [?] gonna die
goin’ up, yeah this sh_t is a breeze
i get to the money, i get it with ease
sound like a cop, [?]
lookin’ for [?] then it ain’t comin’ free
big blade, yeah i’m lookin’ for war
new [?] , yeah we bought the whole store
[?] christian dior
[chorus: ericdoa]
i turned a bad b_tch, to a believer
[?] like i’m having a seizure
i’m f_ckin’ her once, ion need her
[?] sweet, my [?]
goin’ fast yeah i’m [?]
smokin’ cannabis straight out the [?]
i can’t link if i’m only a [?]
in the party, got blood on my sneakers
[verse 2: sportvvs]
my bro got good lean, [?]
she talkin’ down then i gotta delete her
sayonara, yeah i [?]
i got that choppa [?]
she blowin’ my phone, so i turn off the ringer
this [?] on my hip, [?]
i’m the star of the game, and that boy on the bleachers
she is a thot for the team, you can keep her (yeah)
i gotta choppa, gon’ blow like a whistle
we gon make [?] he might need a tissue
b_tch, i got [?] and kiss you
i feel like a teacher cause i’m gon’ dismiss you
[?] sound like a riddle
he claimin’ he hard, but he sweet like a skittle
just like, [?] he gon’ get hit in the middle
he think that he big, but that lil’ n_gga little
i’m swervin [?] and [?]
the size of these bullets, they look like a crayon
[?]
feel like that n_gga, i’m feelin like [?]
i just [?] , she all on my d_ck, and she ask for a pic’, but she can’t take a flip
my bro got that choppa, he shoot off the rip
i feel like that lil’ baby got too much drip
he playin’ with me, he get hit with the stick
better not let me catch [?]
my shoes, they be tied, so i cannot trip
he [?] need to get a grip
she stay on my body, suck me like a tick
a lotta blue hunnids, but i’m not a crip
i see all the money, now i gotta itch
there’s too many hoes, now i gotta [?]
[chorus: ericdoa]
i turned a bad b_tch, to a believer
[?] like i’m having a seizure
i’m f_ckin’ her once, ion need her
[?] sweet, my [?]
goin’ fast yeah i’m [?]
smokin’ cannabis straight out the [?]
i can’t link if i’m only a [?]
in the party, got blood on my sneakers
i turned a bad b_tch, to a believer
[?] like i’m having a seizure
i’m f_ckin’ her once, ion need her
[?] sweet, my [?]
goin’ fast yeah i’m [?]
smokin’ cannabis straight out the [?]
i can’t link if i’m only a [?]
in the party, got blood on my sneaker
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