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klovr - #envy lyrics

[intro]
voicemail: “i know it won’t mean anything unless it’s coming from the heart so, i just want you to know that i’m sorry”
(let’s go)

[chorus}
i’m sippin’ on lean, i smoke gas
she wanna f_ck with me, but that b_tch get passed
bring her to the crib if she real bad, don’t get too comfortable ‘cuz this won’t last (at all)
she getting tipsy, pour some wine in her glass
pull that glocky, bet that n_gga run fast
not chasing b_tches, b_tch i’m chasing this bag
artillery leave your ass in the past

[verse]
call up a ho, and she coming over
suicide doors, but i’m whipping a rover
lil b_tch i’m the one, lil b_tch i be chosen
all these n_ggas trash, be bragging and boasting (what the f_ck)
they wanna be me, and i understand
he wanna do what i do, but he just can’t (he can’t)
your ho she get wet from the touch of my hand (forreal)
she said i’m that n_gga, she said i’m the man
she come to my crib, and she dropping her drawls
really sorry to god ‘cuz i know that i’m wrong (i’m sorry)
that n_gga be hurt ’cuz his ho sing my songs
she k!lling that sh_t, she go “ladidida” (ladida)
that n_gga test me then that n_gga gon’ die
that choppa eat him up like a combo with fries
she love me so much said i’m of a kind (one of a kind)
she’ll sell her soul for a chance to be mine
[bridge]
she’ll sell her soul for a chance to be mine
she’ll sell her soul for a chance to be mine, yea
she’ll sell her soul for the chance to be_
sell her soul for the chance to be_
sell her soul for a chance to be_
voicemail: “_me trying, i don’t know if or when you’ll ever call me back, but i’ll keep trying, i don’t wanna say the wrong thing and i know it won’t mean anything unless it’s coming from the heart so, i just want you to know that i’m sorry”

[chorus}
i’m sippin’ on lean, i smoke gas (that gas)
she wanna f_ck with me, but that b_tch get passed
bring her to the crib if she real bad, don’t get too comfortable ‘cuz this won’t last (at all)
she getting tipsy, pour some wine in her glass (uh_huh)
pull that glocky, bet that n_gga run fast
not chasing b_tches, b_tch i’m chasing this bag
artillery leave your ass in the past (uh_huh)
i’m sippin’ on lean, i smoke gas (that gas)
she wanna f_ck with me, but that b_tch get passed
bring her to the crib if she real bad, don’t get too comfortable ‘cuz this won’t last (at all)
she getting tipsy, pour some wine in her glass
pull that glocky, bet that n_gga run fast (yea)
not chasing b_tches, b_tch i’m chasing this bag
artillery leave your ass in the past (shyea)

- klovr lyrics

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