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mbk trelly - late night كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
(lorenz, don’t stop)

[verse 1: mbk trelly]
i said late night, but my phone ringin’ ’cause i’m still workin’
police been offered dog a job and he still workin’
yeah, b_tch love my song, it went off, but she still twerkin’
had to leave some people in the past, but they still lurkin’
cheated on my first girlfriend and she still hurtin’
b_tch said my n_gga can’t hop on, but they still flirtin’
f_ck her for so long, i left the p_ssy, it was still squirtin’
i know this sh_t toxic, but i swear that it feel perfect
i said who the f_ck is dog and why the f_ck he throwin’ fours?
f_ck, i’m too drunk, i spilled patrón on my clothes
i need a section in your club or i’m throwin’ elbows
i need a rollie on my wrist and i need it real froze
meek mill motivate me, i’m a dream chaser
i think my legs paralyzed because i can’t chase her
tryna find my b_tch, bring a glock, don’t bring no taser
n_gga tried to run in the dark, so i brought a laser
i ain’t gon’ lie, i look up to n_ggas that be on street sh_t
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m really finna get up on some beef sh_t
i ain’t gon’ lie, i separated from n_ggas, they on leech sh_t
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m selfish in my ways, on some me sh_t
mbk the new bmf, on some big meech sh_t
yeah, i fell asleep up on your bars, you ain’t teach sh_t
man, had to cut a hood b_tch off, she like to key sh_t
yeah, i’m buyin’ everything, but you n_ggas like to lease sh_t
yeah, i said if you ain’t f_ckin’ gang, i don’t trust you
i don’t need no needle or no ink just to touch—
b_tch, i don’t need no paper in my pocket just to f_ck you
b_tch, i don’t need no paper in my pocket just to—
i don’t need no paper for the p_ssy, must be out your mind
gave a n_gga a big_ass bag, but he ain’t go and grind
i don’t need no f_ckin’ chain on me just to f_ckin’ shine
i’ma be loyal, you just gotta show that you mine
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
show me that you mine, you gotta show your worth
then i’ma go and get this bag, you ain’t gotta work
i get straight to it with these hoes, don’t even gotta flirt
i don’t catch feelings, i just f_ck ’em so i ain’t gotta hurt
seen an opp and gave his ass a thirty, he took a lot of percs
my money just keep getting taller, it had a lot of spurts
it’s time for me to cop some more hoodies, i got a lot of shirts
in one call, i can get some p_ssy, i ain’t gotta jerk
but you n_ggas do the opposite
instead of gettin’ p_ssy, you be f_ckin’ on your dominant
why the f_ck you bring ’em to the shop if they ain’t coppin’ sh_t?
this glock’ll poke a hole in your face, dermatologist
not scared to take a life, i already know what’s the consequence
can shoot you from a building with the glock, i got confidence
pop a n_gga, then write a book about it, i’m a novelist
b_tch got mad and called me nonchalant, that’s a compliment
blow a n_gga in the wide open, i’m obvious
this charger got a kitty on it, n_gga, you ain’t stoppin’ sh_t
i already stuck my c_ck in her p_ssy, you ain’t blockin’ sh_t
i don’t even smoke, but i’ll come hotbox the whip

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