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ishaan the rit god - phone charged كلمات أغنية

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blowing kush blunts on my bad b_tch patio
s_xy b_tch, she be getting freaky just like jackie o
you gossip like a b_tch n_gga, you a big hater
they got they arms folded, like a angry 5th grader
free my cousin danny, he was known for crack chopping
thought he was dancing, cuz he almost made a milli rock
bad b_tch competition, who the top wh0re
i got the b_tches tongue kissing on the top floor
same n_gga jugged a burger out his flooded chain
picked up a pocket full of numbers when the numbers came
back then i ain’t have it and she let me hit
now that b_tch lips tatted on a n_gga d_ck
i got my hustle and i got my daughter mouth to feed
march madness, n_ggas tryna make it to the league
the kitchen hotter than a m_th_ph_kkin slave ship
let that gauge rip, pulling paper til the page rip
i just saw my brother in a old school drop
he was posted with the slabs, soul food spot

- ishaan the rit god

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