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lowkeyy bangzz - gtr lyrics
gtr, we washing dishes, b_tch, you better bring a plate
bringing out the raincoats and the wigs like b_tches on a date
d_mn, he off a bean, but brodie say that’s how he concentrate
so f_ck it, yo, give me the lo, the four us got communicate
shawty text me, said to pick her up, she’ll bring us to the place
left the iphone at the crib, folks n them, they know the wave
worst case situation, it’s a cap, then we gon’ dippin out
do her worse than drop her off, her children gon’ be flippin’ out
there’s the spot, lurkin sh_t, cameras all around this b_tch
she got in, sh_t wus good, light me up another wood
homegirl looking skeptical, i don’t get too nervous
so i wipe my nose and smirk at her
then she started laughing, so she asked a lot of questions like
who’s your side and who’s your guys
she be knowing what we knowin she just want me dig inside
dropped her off and spun the block, know she left the door unlocked
so you know we popped on in, get on down, you and your friend
this dude grabbed from un the couch, my homie flinched and blammed him down
now he moving different, we don’t see him around this side of town
found out he was dead, it’s feeling like it ain’t my problem now
27 club, i’m 28, i guess i made it out
gtr, we washing dishes, b_tch, you better bring a plate
bringing out the plastic and the wigs like b_tches on a date
d_mn, he off a bean, but brodie say that’s how he concentrate
so f_ck it, yo, give me the load, the fo us got communicate
riding with this gun, hoping i don’t k!ll some
five to ten percocets a day, so i don’t feel none
probably get myself k!lled out here, tryna be a real one
closest friend i had, he tried to cross me, and i’m still numb
probably never trust the same, scars you never heal from
ripping pages out my diary, i don’t conceal none
i gotta keep this heat with me, hopping out this 350
can’t f_ck with ninjas how i used to, cause these streets mixy
hand to hand to gram and make her dance like she p diddy
auntie got a tolerance on her, that’ll please whitney
i’m really from the trap, $40, get you three 20s
ill pull up in a silver sedan, we can meet at wendy’s
yeah
gtr, we washing dishes, b_tch, you need to change the plates
i text her, told her, bring the wigs, i think it’s gonna rain today
then she went inside and came outside like everything was great
she looked at me, said, f_ck it, yo, i ain’t see a thing today
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