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lil bit - tunes v2 lyrics
[chorus]
(woo)
ok (woah)
i’m rocking vans, i don’t even f_ckin skate (this a fruit tune production)
b_tch ass flat like a mufckin’ spade (spade)
in the room with two dudes givin’ face
d_ck got caught in they muf_ckin brace
cover your drink cause that sh_t getting laced (shhh, wok)
i’m off the wok b_tch i’m up in sp_ce (sp_ce)
bro claims he cooking, but there is no food on my plate (nah)
f_ckin’ bad biddies, we filmin’ a tape (tape)
f_ck with fruit gang you get hit with this gun, you get hit with this ray (bah, brrrah)
bust on her face, cumshot so big, it’s the size of a lake (lake)
i’ve lost count at this point, i don’t know how many songs i’ve made (i don’t know?)
[verse]
how can i lack? i got fruit gang associates right by my side
nerf gun in my pocket lil’ p_ssy boy don’t еven try (nah)
you is a opp hanging ’round my circle, i ain’t gon’ let that sh_t slidе
nerf gun is ready to shoot, b_tch you is bouta’ get fried
oh you think your the g_yest, b_tch you is not that guy (woo)
you ain’t smokin’ that pressure, you smokin’ that low psi (woo)
you isn’t in fruit gang, naw you can’t qualify (woo)
huh, that b_tch is ugly, b_tch i got horrified (woo, this a fruit tune production)
you ain’t smokin’ that loud, you smoking that quiet (shhh, gas)
b_tch so bad, she gon’ suck on my privates
if she won’t let me f_ck then i’ll throw a riot (please)
ricks and vans in the room, we the flyest (flyest, drip)
we speed up them hi_hats, we speed up the pace (woo, lets go)
shout out my lawyer, i just beat the case (case)
chop got suppressors it won’t leave a trace (bahh)
nut in her eye, said “it felt like a mace” (uhh)
“did you start?” i feel like lil mace (yeah)
ass so big i’m in love with the shapes (woo, woo)
got that strap all on my waist
says she g_y, that’s the sh_t that i hate (woo, no)
[chorus]
(woo)
ok (woah)
i’m rocking vans, i don’t even f_ckin skate
b_tch ass flat like a mufckin’ spade (spade)
in the room with two dudes givin’ face
d_ck got caught in they muf_ckin brace
cover your drink cause that sh_t getting laced (shhh, wok)
i’m off the wok b_tch i’m up in sp_ce (sp_ce)
bro claims he cooking, but there is no food on my plate (nah)
f_ckin’ bad biddies, we filmin’ a tape (tape)
f_ck with fruit gang you get hit with this gun, you get hit with this ray (bah, brrrah)
bust on her face, cumshot so big, it’s the size of a lake (lake)
i’ve lost count at this point, i don’t know how many songs i’ve made (i don’t know?, this a fruit tune production)
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