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​xinai - #inactive (original) كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
sl!ck
whew, fah
pick up the phone, xp, quit playin’ (yuh)
ayy

[verse]
if you know me, then you know my name’s xinai (ya ‘lready know)
f_ck that n_gga, f_ck jermaine, yeah, that n_gga f_ckin’ died (f_ck that n_gga)
walkin’ ’round, my alter ego tryna drill a n_gga spine (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
just like no russian, godd_mn [?], i do that n_gga just like that, that (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
b_tch, what is that, that? (yuh, yuh)
i’ma be back home with my thugs, just like that, that (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
hit my plug on snapchat (what?), i’m tryn’ cop me a gas pack (what, what?)
i’ma shut off his legs, get him clap, clap (what?)
servin’ the fiends, and i_ (sorry, let me speak)
hollon, ayy
i be steppin’ on sh_t, i be walkin’ and talkin’ on beats (okay)
run up on that n_gga, take his f_ckin’ vitamins, and then i stomp him out with my cleats (okay, okay, okay, okay)
that b_tch is talkin’, she f_ckin’ on me (what, what?)
if i’m walkin’, i’m sparkin’, he barkin’ at me (what, what?)
now i’m smokin’ a blunt with this bih’, now she barfin’ me (what? ayy, ayy)
that p_ssy fartin’ on me (yuh)
once we get him clapped, we send him to buddha (okay, okay)
i’m clappin’ that n_gga, he know i got shooters (okay, okay)
we boutta toss him out, they won’t shoot him (okay, okay)
[?] on his body, lil’ b_tch, i’ma loot him (yeah, yeah, yah, oh, my god)
run up on that n_gga, we hit him on sight (yeah, that n_gga is gonna die)
talkin’ that sh_t and we endin’ yo life (yah, get it, yeah)
my opp b_tch ridin’ my d_ck like bike (yeah)
little do you know she suckin’ my d_ck every night (what, what?)
n_gga (woah)
i do not give no f_ck ’bout a n_gga (no f_cks)
i do not give no f_ck ’bout a b_tch (no f_cks)
i do not give no f_ck ’bout my life (no f_cks)
i cannot f_ck with these b_tches, they trife (what?)
i get up with a n_gga, i hit him at night (what?)
when i take a lil’ xanny, boy, i feel like i might (d_mn, okay)
k!ll a n_gga, i’ma hit him with a knife
why you talkin’ to me, not a n_gga i like (grahh, grahh)
not gon’ talk without a f_ckin’ fight (ayy, okay)
i’ma drip that n_gga, hit him with a pipe (okay, okay)
i’ma smoke this spliff, i’m higher than a kite (okay, okay)
i’ma stuff my money in the f_ckin’ bed (my money, my money)
just in case somebody tryna go to feds (oh, yeah, yeah)
he not gon’ run away, i hit his legs (yeah, yeah)
i’ma clap that n_gga, hit him with a light

- xinai

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