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$tupid young - me & mines lyrics

[intro]
(f_ck the other sh_t, we got milo on the beat)
ayy

[chorus]
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked

[verse 1]
somebody plеase tell thesе n_ggas they can’t f_ck with us
bulletproof tesla, that sh_t lookin’ like a tonka truck
stand up on a b_tch and act a fool ’cause my money up
holes in his body, cut him up like a tummy tuck
my sh_t got a whole drum attached, don’t try runnin’ up
really think i’m stupid? did him wrong, that boy dumb as f_ck
i can’t hang with everybody, f_ck you, you ain’t one of us
money counters on my table, fft, just to sum it up
this the type of life where it get cold, keep a heater
this the type of life where you see k!llers turn to preachers
this the type of life you on the field or on the bleachers
this the type of life, can get you smoked up like some reefer
you ain’t talkin’ money, gotta go, it’s nice to meet you
bread from my features, i spend all of that on sneakers
rollin’ off a pill, got me beat, but ain’t no speaker
war with them n_ggas and they weaker (ayy)
[chorus]
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked

[verse 2]
i’m in the set with the troopers, young sea shooters
if you ever did your sh_t from the hood, we salute you
you got put on, but you never came around, you a loser
throwin’ up two fingers with a thumb but this ain’t hoover
what block they on? what street they at?
that n_gga gone, y’all can’t get him back
claimin’ that y’all steppers, where y’all steppin’ at?
my dog just came home, he did eleven flat
n_ggas always talkin’ money to me, where they cash at?
n_ggas on the other side, that’s the ones we laugh at
blue hundreds stuffed together in this louis backpack
once upon a time, i was broke, i can’t backtrack
if you ain’t gettin’ money, what you doin’?
young cambodian n_gga, but this chain cuban
the way my team shootin’, you would think that we be hoopin’
opp n_ggas losin’, we be troopin’
that why
[chorus]
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked
i’m in the foreign gettin’ high, throwin’ up my set
they ain’t gon’ play me, i’ll die for respect
me and mines, i don’t care ’bout the rest
anything other than that gettin’ checked

- tupid young lyrics

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