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koujas - heal my pain lyrics

[verse 1: finesse]
yeah (desire)
we in east la, don’t need no hoe
been out the way
she wan’ shop at lennox, hit my line
let’s hit the a
that’s my lil’ vibe, don’t need no hoe
been mia
she been on my mind
i need some time to heal this pain
don’t know if this girl real or not
these hoes just act the same
brodie d_mn near crashin’ out
he known to let it rain
she think that she helpin’ out
lil’ shorty, heal my pain

[verse 2: koujas]
this hoe think she pressure
she actin’ too extra
i stay with that flame, that torch on me
he run up we prеss him
i sprint to the bag like a athletе
i put her on cam, she love it
i wake up, that’s a wake and bake
i’m cooked like a f_ckin’ oven
you was shakin’ on me
shouldn’t have bust the play
i pull out a 10 ball f_ckin’ this hoe face
she got white in her nose ring cocaine
she toxic and pretty, she matchin’ my timin’
i’m tryna f_ck bae, match my timin’
pop me a bottle, she get to vibin’
she got a wagon, gotta rewind it
just heal my pain, match my timin’
she wanna take it slow
no don’t drop my lo’
i don’t need no heat, i rub my g when it get cold
homebody, now she wildin’
she up in college, now she wildin’
she pourin’ that cosa, i pop a yellow v
and now we vibin’
she wanna leave, she can’t stand me
she my twin, we locked in
i wake up and i’m geekin’
she hate when i’m not sober
in a wide body rover
i don’t need no chauffeur
she at the brib, she bust it all down for me
she bend it over (desire)
bae, i’m a backwood stuffer
3.5 in my looseleaf full of wedding cake, i love it
i’m the one with the plan, the one with the bands
you textin’ him back you trim
this cutter it stay on my side
‘bout the size of a tree limb
[verse 3: 4400dy]
walk out the bank, i’m smilin’
tell my bih to say cheese
spent h_lla racks, i’m wildin’
gotta get my b_tch fleek, yeah
take you to chanel and prada
know you ain’t never seen this
i’ll walk him down if i wanna
this gl!ck got extension, yeah
he talkin’ out the side his mouth
hope he ain’t meant it, he trippin’
this 40 on me stickin’
this pink pill got me trippin’
goin’ electric, goin’ tesla
i’m trippin’, i’ma full flexer
full pint sipper, i ain’t lean stretchin’
go to sleep, that strap on the dresser
just beat the case, he better
i’m a fiend for the cake, no better
and i ain’t wanna slide on him but i had to
this that real sh_t
i won’t sip if it ain’t no seal there
i won’t slip, won’t trip, i’m too real
she don’t do pills, this her first time
this a new feelin’
cedes coupe peelin’ off
sticks on us like top golf
i can’t go out like no b_tch
if i gotta take his head off (desire)

- koujas

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