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1afflicted – ##firstplace lyrics

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[intro]
​afflicted (afflicted)
it’s the game

[chorus: c4pri]
i can’t let it go
first place b+tch
they gon’ see me at the show
and they all want the sauce but
i can’t let ’em know
now i’m on top
they gon’ blow up my phone
i can’t trust a hoe, nah
i can’t let it go
first place b+tch
they gon’ see me at the show
and they all want the sauce but
i can’t let ’em know
now i’m on top
they gon’ blow up my phone
i can’t trust a hoe, nah
[verse 1: c4pri]
you said you want fight, but you run away
b+tch i’m wit’ isai and we’re f+cking g+y
afflicted that’s the gang, we gon’ let it spray
feel like crusafix i pull wit’ a blade
b+tch i’m never gon’ stop
why you hatin’? why you always on my c+ck?
b+tch i’m never gon’ stop
i don’t get it
why are they still tryna talk?

[verse 2: 1crusafix]
you can stop
see his head i stomp that
take a picture, it won’t long last
uh+uh+uh this+this my fall back
got my phone on dnd, i won’t call back
tryna runaway+ayy+ayy, i’ma catch him
choppa let it bang+ayy+ayy, we attacked him
uh+uh+uh+uh, we attacked him
uh+uh+uh+uh, i’ma catch him

[verse 3: akkiro]
we gon’ make that p+ssy run ’cause we nectar
we gonna flee the scene ’cause we know that gon’ catch ’em
find out what it means when he say that sh+t gon’ rest up
denim on my jeans so you know that b+tch, we are flexed up
target sh+t all on me, you behind the screen
c+clip that to his face, when we gonna meet?
uh+uh+uh+uh, what the f+ck is wrong with me?
uh+uh+uh+uh, we don’t really give a f+ck
[verse 4: c4pri]
in my money going up
they can’t pause that
i’m wit’ isai
and you know we countin’ more racks
you fumbled a bag
better fall back
she asked me if i love her
i said f+ck that

[chorus: c4pri]
i can’t let it go
first place b+tch
they gon’ see me at the show
and they all want the sauce but
i can’t let ’em know
now i’m on top
they gon’ blow up my phone
i can’t trust a hoe, nah
i can’t let it go
first place b+tch
they gon’ see me at the show
and they all want the sauce but
i can’t let ’em know
now i’m on top
they gon’ blow up my phone
i can’t trust a hoe, nah



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