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ankith woods & $weet-t - semicolon lyrics

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[intro: ankith woods]
ooh sh+t, that’s a danny g beat (make believe!)
what up dan
d+mn, jakesand

[verse 1: ankith woods]
yeah, dr. p in my system, got my insulin spikin’ up
my muslim brother don’t do pork, but he’ll light his blunt

[verse 2: $weet+t]
habibi brought the chop in the party, he’ll light it up
unc’ll beat the breaks off your ass, but he can’t fight the cup

[verse 3: ankith woods]
back in middle school, all the teachers was tryna write me up
at the wedding reception, grindin’ on the hoes said nice for what

[verse 4: $weet+t]
i’ma leave my main, ’cause my side piece got twice the b+tt
the feins cop from me, cause your people use twice the cut

[verse 5: ankith woods]
i got a bad emo girl, she got a cute semicolon tat’
me and $weet in the stu’ and we f+ckin’ up the thermostat

[verse 6: $weet+t]
you’re a b+tch and you’re soft, i determined that
my white girl not soft she be servin’ crack
[verse 7: ankith woods]
my white girl off the breeze pro, she tastes like a hermit crab
i’m not tryna go to class tomorrow i’m this close to servin’ crack

[verse 8: $weet+t]
i’m so deep in this sh+t it ain’t no turnin’ back
i brought your b+tch to the crib and made her curve her back

[verse 9: ankith woods]
me and $weet was at bp, and then i bought a baja blast
i told that girl about my feelings and now she bringin’ up my past

[verse 10: $weet+t]
wonderin’ why this b+tch talks so much, when no one asked
if you ain’t talkin’ bout no money, then i gotta blast

[verse 11: ankith woods]
i just took some pcp, i’m bout’ to jump off an overpass
my ex don’t love me back and i’ll never get over that

[verse 12: $weet+t]
weed smoke is my overcast, not cold as the polar caps
the opps scared of dutch ’cause he never get a doper [?]

[verse 13: ankith woods]
me and $weet in this b+tch, we lookin’ like eminem and nav
my cousins just moved here, but trump tryna send em’ back
[verse 14: $weet+t]
just cut this bum b+tch off, she keep begging me to send a rack
my fein couldn’t trust the fake pills, so he turned to smack

- ankith woods weet t lyrics

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