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king te’ - used to do lyrics
i bring the beef (yeah)
no gmos
i’m cooking these n_ggas
and that’s how it goes
smokin exotic
you smoking them mids
bachelor pad
n_gga that’s how i live
if she not f_ckin
don’t come to my crib
n_ggas is b_tches
it is what it is
yeah it is what is
i said what i said
i stay in my lane
but i stick to my bread
if you act crazy
then i go insane
look at the time
i’m going dame
yeah ice in my veins
i feel like russel
rip nipsey
but that’s how i hustle
coming up broke hoes never showed me love
now everywhere i go b_tches fiending
for a hug
i moved a lil weight
yeah i used to be the plug
depend on what you want from shoes
to some drugs(yeah)
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
you a stain
yo n_ggas on dirt (yeah)
sellin mids but calling it purp (yeah)
i know that hurt
yo girl is a flirt (yeah)
you clock in
then i give her that work (yeah)
you move weight i’ll give you those props(yeah)
but always dry when i come to shop (yeah)
you claim you ball cause you touched that rock(yeah)
but wouldn’t make the cavs like they was ankle socks(yeah)
but anyway just back to the bread
imma young n_gga
just tryna get ahead (yeah)
laughing to the bank
like n_gga i’m dead (yeah)
money talks
idc what you said(yeah)
what you say?
couldn’t really hear you
with this money in the way
if you ain’t talking money f_ck out my face
money comin in (yeah)
money on the way out
you can keep the snacks
i need a b_tch that look like takeout
posted in the cut with my n_ggas like a stakeout
if you bring the beef my n_gga know this a steakhouse
bad b_tch
chauffeur whippin the benz
ray bans (by the lens)
tryna get you and yo friends
cause we both know how this night should end
not saying you a sl_t
tryna get you in the cut
get out my feelings and into some guts
50 shades of love
cause i know you like it rough(baby)
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
we can kick it at my crib
if you want to, i’m on it
ridin on my squash
late night til the mornin
need you alone
drop yo friends off at te’ spot(king te’)
yo friends said they faithful
te’ said they not(nah)
shorty soakin wet
breath hot while she yawnin (splash)
360 in that thang
6’6 b_tch i’m ballin
stay off my phone girl
buggin you is too hot
yo last dude was clingy
baby i’m not
but her neck strong
so i call her throat king kong
thought we slept alone
woke up, and i seen 3 thongs
her friend went to te’
but her fine cousins came along
had me some orange juice
baby, i’m gone
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
tryna chase a bag
it’s a few of you
we can kick it at my crib
like we used to do
don’t waste my time
or i’m through wit you
all these blue faces
that i’m thumbin through
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