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yung fume - endz كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yung fume]
still love my ends
made bands on the ends
made plans on the ends
all on my ends
still love my ends
still love my, ends
fumos

[chorus: yung fume]
still love my ends (still love my ends)
still love my ends (still love my ends)
i made bands on the ends (i made bands on the ends)
i made plans on the ends (i made plans on the ends)
i caught a case on the ends (i caught a case on the ends)
i moved weight on the ends (i moved weight on the ends)
used to move bait on the ends (used to move bait on the ends)
now i need m’s (now i need m’s)
milli’s on milli’s (milli’s on milli’s)
milli’s on milli’s (milli’s on milli’s)
i told them they didn’t listen (i told them they didn’t listen)
my eyes, they glisten (my eyes, they glisten)
still love my ends (still love my ends)
i caught a case on the ends (i caught a case on the ends)
used to move bait on the ends (used to move bait on the ends)
i moved weight on the ends (i moved weight on the ends)
still love my ends

[verse 1: yung fume]
i put in full time in the trap (full time)
yeah, i just spend a stack and get it back
have you ever seen 10 bands (10 bands)
we pull up in foreign cars, y’all niggas turned to the boss
on my ends i took a loss
on my ends i dodge the cops
5-8 for a box, fly wing get prof
my account told me don’t stop
minimise at the top
i came from ounces in my boxes
now it’s [?] and [?]
now we spendin’ hunnids
i told them that we done it
money we do come it
i don’t sit down and watch telly
the bookings they come in, plenty
i’m doing road, i’m ends-ing
i’m doing road, i’m ends-ing

[verse 2: young adz]
pull up in sauce, in a, brand-new convertible porsche
and i, came with the force nigga, i do not walk ’round with swords
bells from the mash they will tear you apart
i keep my darling so close to my heart if she left it would tear me apart
broad day spaz like an outlaw, outlaw but broski beat the case
put codeine in my lemonade in gaucho’s, should’ve seen her face
late nights in the bando, run the tap like a race
ammonia whips so it’s strong but they don’t like the taste
my hitters pull up with the mash, serve the pengest of crack
no deals do the math
120 on the dash, ot for the cash, jakes tryna find the stash
i feel like i’m getting har-ssed

- yung fume

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