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2wo7ven - laughin w czo? lyrics

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[intro]

2wo+
swag messiah

[chorus]

d+mn, lil’ bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
b+tches wanna have my name up in they mouth
b+tches talkin’ down, i can’t hear a thing
b+tches talkin’ down, gon’ let that choppa sing
d+mn, i might go insane, they won’t know none
i might blow my mind, have a coma
too much pills, not enough self+control, yeah
laughin’ to the bank, ha ha ha, i don’t know you

[verse 1]

i might fight a b+tch over bands
i don’t play, and
when i fight, i don’t use no hands
get your strap up
she ain’t f+ck with me, i steal her mans
time to wrap it up
she screamin’ my name like a chant (2wo, 2wo, 2wo, 2wo, 2wo)
i think she a fan
count my racks every day
i might put my brother in some brand new swag
b+tch look at me, confused
like she askin’, “how sway?” (how sway?)
bad b+tch hit my line, likе, each and every day
[bridge]

how you gon’ f+ck with mе if you don’t know my name
i want you bad ’cause you always on my brain
poppin’ pills just so i don’t go insane
should i blow my brains out, or change my name?

[verse 2]

feelin’ lucky, yeah, i might just throw the dice one time
gettin’ high, i think i’m seeing the sky in my mind
russian roulette, put the barrel right between my eyes
i’m not screwin’, might as well get lit ‘fore i die

[chorus]

d+mn, lil’ bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
b+tches wanna have my name up in they mouth
b+tches talkin’ down, i can’t hear a thing
b+tches talkin’ down, gon’ let that choppa sing
d+mn, i might go insane, they won’t know none
i might blow my mind, have a coma
too much pills, not enough self+control, yeah
laughin’ to the bank, ha ha ha, i don’t know you

[verse 3 + czo?]
i don’t know you
b+tch i pop the f+ckin’ bean
talkin’ sh+t through your phone, livin’ through the screen
i’m not travis scott, but that lil’ b+tch she a fein
i’m a money maker, i don’t take that sh+t that’s free
b+tch, i’m sippin’ on some tris, yeah, i’m sippin’ lean
she went to another man, he not big as me
that b+tch was just a fan
agree to disagree
b+tch, i pulled off in the ghost, like a mystery

[chorus]

d+mn, lil’ bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
b+tches wanna have my name up in they mouth
b+tches talkin’ down, i can’t hear a thing
b+tches talkin’ down, gon’ let that choppa sing
d+mn, i might go insane, they won’t know none
i might blow my mind, have a coma
too much pills, not enough self+control, yeah
laughin’ to the bank, ha ha ha, i don’t know you



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