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painsick - bentley كلمات الأغنية

this a nonfiction book i cannot lie to you
ricks on my feet and my pockets all blue
soaring real high take my team to the moon
i got off_white on me this is all new

change my ways
gotta’ get paid
droppin’ the roof to the wraith (yuh)

don’t f_ck with no lames
she give me brain
shawty got tats on her face (yuh)

i just be chasing the green
i can’t be popping no beans
ptsd from the sh_t that i seen
dont’ f_ck with me cuz my shooters are fiends

i just be stacking the racks (uh)
just hit your b_tch from the back
she in my crib shaking ass (uh)
made 20 stacks do the math (yuh)

i cannot wife up these hoes (uh)
to many diamonds they choke (uh)
got all this guap like thе pope
and i’m just making some more
i do not f_ck with your sеt (uh)
you wanna fight me then bet
wrist vvs and its wet
shooting my shot all net

you act like a fed
b_tch give me some head
b_tch get in my bed
i might have to wed

f_ck what you said
come eat this lead
shoot till they dead (uh)
leave your body all red

- painsick

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