otismadeit - che - miley cyrus [remix] lyrics
[intro]
my life like s_x, pop percs and ecst—
my life like s_x, pop percs and e—
new b_tch, bring the next, i_i ain’t read ya text
my life like s_x, pop percs and ecstacy (d_mn, otis made this?)
new b_tch—, new b_tch, bring the next, i_i ain’t read ya text
(i like this beat, otis)
[chorus]
my life like s_x, pop percs and ecstacy
new b_tch, bring the next, i_i ain’t read ya text (i ain’t read yo’ text)
that lil’ ho so dead to me (dead), i woke up and steppеd (step)
cartiers, i step (stеp), h_hermès jeans, i step (d_mn)
yeah, i’m turnin’ x (yeah, yeah), x, x, x, x, bi_b_tch
i just want yo’ neck (want yo’ neck), i don’t do the s_x
i don’t know when we met, huh, b_bullets to his chest
she suck me the best (the best), yeah, she gave me beck (wah)
she suck me the best, eugh, shootout was a mess
smoke dope then i get dressed (what?), i_i don’t do no press
it don’t hurt to take some x, p_ssy n_ggas dead (pah)
bullets, hope you get it (checks), i_i x out the rest (pah)
[verse]
pocket full of fetty, countin’ checks, checks, checks
sheesh, i’m gettin’ guap, i ain’t stressin’ nothing less
jugg his homie guap and it might teach yo’ ass a lesson (big guap)
she just gave me top and now i’m talkin’ to her best friend
we got sh_t on lock, so you know we ain’t never stressin’
and you know we on the top_shelf sh_t, just like jessie
i don’t think you ready, yeah, i know that you ain’t ready, yeah
bae, this sh_t got levels, i ain’t stressin’, it’s a lesson, yeah
[bridge]
ye_yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah_yeah
[chorus]
my life like s_x, pop percs and ecstacy
new b_tch, bring the next, i_i ain’t read ya text (i don’t read yo’ texts, n_gga)
that lil’ ho so dead to me (dead), i woke up and stepped (step)
cartiers, i step (step), h_hermès jeans, i step (d_mn)
yeah, i’m turnin’ x (yeah, yeah), x, x, x, x, bi_b_tch
i just want yo’ neck (want yo’ neck), i don’t do the s_x
i don’t know when we met, huh, b_bullets to his chest
she suck me the best (the best), yeah, she gave me beck (wah)
she suck me the best, eugh, shootout was a mess
smoke dope then i get dressed (what?), i_i don’t do no press
it don’t hurt to take some x, (x) p_ssy n_ggas dead (pah)
bullets, hope you get it (pah), i_i x out the rest
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