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yung fazo, protect & diorvsyou - hate ya كلمات أغنية

[intro: protect]
uh (forever), uh, uh, uh
uh, yeah, ballin’ like i’m—

[verse 1: protect]
ballin’ like i’m kob’
ballin’ like two_four, yea
trackhawk, this bit’ go, yea
big black truck with chauffeurs
scored some drank, let’s pour up
lambo’, lift the doors up
i’m like, “why she hit my line?”
she say that i glowed up
mixin’ drugs like all the time, d_mn, i’m finna’ throw up
this my team, we get green cash, ah, uh
“tec is you a ballhog?”, like why you ask that?
huh, i think my brakes gon’ fold up, i keep d_gg_n’ the scat’, yea the scat’, the scat’
feel like batman, every car i drive is black, huh
this sh_t graduation, we have n_ggas come catch your hat

[chorus: yung fazo]
b_bae, i swear i hate ya
i’m not in a rush (forever), it feel like i made ya
she wan’ kiss and hug, but on god, i need that paper
f_ckin’ with that hoe, wonder why i hate ya
[refrain: yung fazo]
you f_cked me up, so i gotta let you go
i’m feelin’ upset, so i just been on my own
i relapsed ’cause i just been feelin’ low
you f_cked up my cartier, god, just gotta let it go

[verse 2: yung fazo]
stand on my money, reach a basket
not my fault that i been causin’ havoc
i been goin’—, all year so i can’t pass it
she wan’ come and suck me cause no, no, i ain’t average

[verse 3: diorvsyou]
blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
yeah, i’m f_ckin’ on this ho, lil’ dior, he can’t save nun’
black truck or i go rolls, let’s have money conversations
huh, my cup look like my tint, this bih’ look haitian
i might give her smile a lil’ fix, she don’t need braces
two doors can’t fit these hoes, can’t bring my gang in
i’ma pro when it come to these ho’s, i’ma name my main b_tch
amd on her fragrance
can’t compare my hoes to none of your hoes, they not on the same sh_t
can’t compare my folks to none of your folks, them n_ggas be lame
n_ggas talk tough until that flame hit ’em

[verse 4: protect]
huh, me and the whole gang spinnin’
huh, no i don’t rush with the arp, i’ma swing that boy and pin ’em
ysl jeans, tight ass denim
balenciaga, big ass shoes
money spread, hundreds blue
smoke top shelf, i’m stuck like glue
[chorus: yung fazo]
b_bae, i swear i hate ya
i’m not in a rush, it feel like i made ya
she wan’ kiss and hug, but on god, i need that paper
f_ckin’ with that hoe, wonder why i hate ya

[verse 5: yung fazo]
she f_ck up my mind, it made me think i can’t replace her
f_ck, i need some more, right now, yea not later
think it just might be the f_ckin’ drugs that made the change, yea
i thought if i showed that b_tch some love, then i would save her

[refrain: yung fazo]
you f_cked me up, so i gotta let you go
i’m feelin’ upset, so i just been on my own
i relapsed ’cause i just been feelin’ low
you f_cked up my cartier, god, just gotta let it go

- yung fazo protect diorvsyou

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