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​zxmra – i don’t know كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
f_ck you talkin’ bout some “i used you” bullsh_t
i treated you with some respect
like, what the f_ck?

[verse]
they say, “how you gon’ let that b_tch control you?”, i don’t know
holy f_ck, that hoe’s cum whiter than some f_cking snow
all that sneak dissin’, oh my god, you such a p_ssy boy
f_cked that b_tch so good, she was ridin’ with some joy
b_tch, i pour a cup, then i pray that i get some money today
no i’m not pourin’ no lean, this some lemonade (ha_ha)
yeah, i grew up poor, no sh_t i want some paychecks
paychecks for some neck and some necklaces
b_tch, i’m on a roll, while you just scroll
not gonna lie, all that bread done turned me into an assholе
all these b_tches donе sold their soul for some— (what?)
yeah, i hit up hollywood cole, then hit that two step
ruin that b_tch’s career like i’m johnny depp
r.i.p. to e, wish you was here, sh_t, i mean it
b_tches talkin’ bout’ some safe s_x, nah b_tch, i go f_ckin’ raw
i’on trust dudes who wear some nike techs
yeah, i caught yo b_tch givin’ neck for some checks
i got five hundred plots like that man lil tec
nah, this ain’t a ford, this a motherf_ckin’ trackhawk
yeah, that b_tch knock, then she give some gawk
oh, wait, that b_tch used, get her out the block
i swear to god all these b_tches wanna talk
b_tches out here rappin’ like they got some wok
but, somehow still people saying that i can’t rap
i’m so tired of these rats, so i done told ’em “stop the cap”
these white hood_wannabes actin’ like they got some straps
thinkin’ like i would even give a cr_p
like faygo, i’ll take yo ass off the map
you lil’ sh_ts so funny, it ain’t even funny
all you internet b_tches just makin’ me money (perfect!)
and these industry b_tches, they not yo friends (they really not yo friends)
all those nights at the studio, just for a stab in the back (many sleepless nights)
just for taz to f_ck your girlfriend’s ass (d_mn, iann)
i’on even know how that d_ck fitted in (like, how the f_ck?)
don’t worry though, i’on really give a jack (nah, i’on really do)
but if he f_ck wit me, just know he got a bullet in his back (that sh_t on god)
it’s me
[outro]
i kinda don’t got no more sh_t to say
i’m done. lemme hop off this beat
thanks cole

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