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infinity888 - stain كلمات الأغنية

[intro _ infinity888]
yuh, aye, heard these p_ssy n_ggas talkin’ crazy
huh, red in my cup, mix in some syrup, huh yeah
aye, huh, b_tch, hey, huh

[verse 1 _ infinity888]
heard his b_tch ass talking, uh
these n_ggas recording in the morning, uh
“they actin’ a fool” uh, “bad vibes, grab a tool” uh
“b_tches act like snitches, don’t believe me got the proof” uh
cut throat, cut throat, f_cking on a dumb hoe
that lil b_tch my sl_t hoe, i get chills when she swallow
my gun aimed at n_ggas tryna rob me, i got the hollows
red cup, wipe his nose, put him under, ten toes
he wrote a expose’ on my shadows, hating on a n_gga tryna show all these wackos

[chorus _ infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 2 _ ko_doomzday]
they tryna incite me, they get a light three
plus, he just got shot in his right knee
i ain’t tryna start lettin’ these
people go dash while i’m catchin’ z’s
zero to last for my enemies
tеars gon’ fly past while i let ’em free
earholеs get packed while i wreck this beat
peerin’ the cast, cops get some leads
stains on my shirt, pain not gon’ hurt
late for some work, shame while berserk
chase for a curse, evade me from worse
i know these leads ain’t never been cool wit’ me
i know these z’s ain’t never caught, two to three
am, sleeping, paid but weepin’, lay and reaping
what i sew, what i owe, what i’m low on
all these chosen codes are when they put the show on (beast!)
[chorus _ infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 3 _ genxjeezy]
i got a .40 caliber ruger for b_tches that like to talk tough on computers
spreadin’ rumors like tumors i’m sick and f_cking tired of dealing with losers
always runnin’ their mouths like they got somethin’ to say thinkin’ it’s o.k
it’s so f_cking g_y the way they betray but they’ll learn me and the 40 don’t play
i’m so sick of betrayal it’s sometimes painful it makes it hard to not be hateful
i’m so faithful i gotta be a little unstable if i expect faithful back does it make me ungrateful?
i invest my effort and time even though i’m past my prime i might even make a rhyme
i go on thinking everything is sublime then get my heart broken it’s a f_cking crime
it’s a bunch of sh_t i’m so f_cking done with it i’m so f_cking sick i could vomit
but i’ll never f_cking quit and that’s legit if i have to pull the trigger you will get hit
i’m f_cking homicidal i’ll put on a f_cking go pro and make your death go viral
it’ll be the final denial of your fight for survival and i’ll slip farther into the downward spiral
at this point i have nothing to f_cking lose and whole f_cking bunch of mental issues
it’s for you to choose and i’ll get the views i just hope you don’t mind making the news
f_ck this sh_t i’m goin’ crazy and i don’t mean maybe i’ve had enough bullsh_t lately
this motherf_ckin’ sh_t got me actin’ shady don’t make me make a baby with your lady
i be snortin’ caine when i wanna ease the pain my motherf_ckin’ aggression is hard to contain
i’m insane and a little vain f_ck with me and i’ll blow out your brain and leave a blood stain
[chorus _ infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 3 _ infinity888]
put n_ggas out they misery, k!ll em’ all for the mystery
i pop my gun like a cyst, turned a n_gga to a misfit
after work i’ll give my bae a kiss, pop a perc then reminisce
he my nemesis, so dark can’t see in the b_tch
pick up your stick, time to play, understand my language, uh
hit her from the back so hard my kid not gon’ be no orphan, yuh
got her p_ssy wetter than the navy seals, what’s the deal
stash or steal, play him like insta reel
got into a fight, who you think won? huh b_tch?
i shot him in the face, and guess who run? who b_tch?
well i guess you could say i do this for fun, for fun
you could say that i

- infinity888

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