rewindraps - you already know lyrics
[intro]
got the stick on my hip, you know
[?], why would i lie?
i got the stick, i don’t wanna’ fight
and this b_tch wanna’ feel me, [?]
i got a lot, of sh_t on my mind
i got eighty b_tches, i cannot wife
i feel like lil’ boat, i just want the night
that n_gga is broke, i’m buyin’ his life, aye
(i’m buyin’ that n_gga)
[?], why would i lie?
i got the stick, i don’t wanna’ fight
and this b_tch wanna’ feel me, [?]
i got a lot, of sh_t on my mind (yeah)
i got eighty b_tches, i cannot wife (oh)
i feel like lil’ boat (yeah), i just want the night (yeah)
that n_gga is broke, i’m buyin’ his life
aye (i’m buyin’ that n_gga)
(bl__dy)
(whoisphew)
it’s a whole lotta bl__dy [?]
you know what the f_ck goin’ on
whoisphew in this b_tch
yeah, oh yeah
yeah, oh yeah
you ready?
i don’t think they ready for it
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(oh, oh)
[verse]
got a white b_tch, look like lindsay lo’
and i shoot, like i’m brook lo’
moncler, put it on her coat
she a sniffer (yeah), i don’t do the blow (yeah)
turn this kickback to a kick door
ran his pockets, but i need mo’
any means, like i’m paid in full
i might smoke homie, he don’t get off the floor (yeah)
[refrain]
makin’ em hit the flo’
i’m not whippin’ my wrist, no more
she know i’m with the sh_ts, fasho
get the sprinter (yeah), and hit the road
that bih don’t need a check for me
’cause i’m makin’ her get her own
[?], i’m on
got the stick on my hip, you know
[chorus]
[?], why would i lie?
i got the stick, i don’t wanna’ fight
and this b_tch wanna’ feel me, [?]
i got a lot, of sh_t on my mind
i got eighty b_tches, i cannot wife
i feel like lil’ boat, i just want the night
that n_gga is broke, i’m buyin’ his life
(i’m buyin’ that n_gga)
[?], why would i lie?
i got the stick, i don’t wanna’ fight
and this b_tch wanna’ feel me, [?]
i got a lot, of sh_t on my mind
i got eighty b_tches, i cannot wife
i feel like lil’ boat, i just want the night
that n_gga is broke, i’m buyin’ his life
(i’m buyin’ that n_gga)
[verse]
got a white b_tch, look like lindsay lo’
and i shoot, like i’m brook lo’ (oh, yeah)
moncler, put it on her coat
she a sniffer, i don’t do the blow
turn this kickback to a kick door
ran his pockets, but i need mo’
any means, like i’m paid in full
i might smoke homie, he don’t get off the floor
[refrain]
yeah, i’m makin’ him hit the flo’
i’m not whippin’ my wrist, no more
she know i’m with the sh_ts, fasho
get the sprinter, and hit the road
that bih don’t need a check for me
’cause i’m makin’ her get her own
[?], i’m on
got the stick on my hip, you know (aye)
oh, yeah
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