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babytron - heart break kid lyrics

[intro]
b+tch, yeah
sipping activis, i ain’t playing, yeah
sipping activis, i, yeah
sipping activis, ayy
what? you ain’t seen real vvs? yeah

[verse]
what? you ain’t seen real vvs?
unky made a hundred out the greenfield cvs
ex b+tch down bad, surprised she ain’t need me yet
amiri jeans, b22s, i know you see me wet
buffs on, bodybuilder, b+tch, you gon’ see me flex
red and blue tint on the lens, this a 3d set
hit chase with a fluke, that’s a easy check
stack it up, young dawg, you can’t be me yet
at this point i don’t talk, the beat talk to me
if i don’t scoop girly, bet that she gon’ walk to me
punch god, made a quick dub off a piece
cuz d+mn near got a kеnnel, bully off the leash
i ain’t lying, got thе, and we got the, yeah
traffic light pints, green, yellow, and we got some red
in my vlone with the fam, i ain’t got no friends
paranoid, woke up out my sleep, d+mn near shot the bed
shooting moves, whip tinted, i’m just blowing cookie
if we catch doggy in traffic, we gon’ get to blowing fully
i ain’t got a heart, my baby had to go and chrome the hoodie
star player, swear to god that i was feeling goat, was rookie
smiling at the top, i proved everybody wrong
when you down, i swear to god, it feel like everybody gone
backwood, backwood, b+tch, everybody blown
ice, ice, everybody froze
you better get a lawnmower, everybody snaking
reminiscing ‘bout the past, like, everybody changing
sh+ttyboyz, we in the club, b+tch, everybody raining
one thing you gotta know is not everybody make it
not everybody famous, not everybody greatness
waited on my time, you gotta know not everybody patient
trackhawks, h+llcats, it look like everybody racing
whole gang look asian, b+tch, everybody facing
million dollar thoughts, billion dollar dreams
if the team down two, best believe i got a three
two thousand dollar sbs, you cannot rock these sneaks
in my ‘miris off a ten, i ain’t popping jeans
they don’t hear me though, mask up, mysterio
talking ‘bout his b+tch f+cking? well that’s yo theory, bro
on the road irritated at that siri ho
pua baller, i can tell that you clearly broke
quite frankly i can tell that you need some help
yeah, the dubs feel good but, dude, you gon’ see some l’s
pull up with a chop chalupa clip, make him eat a sh+ll
caught doggy in my ashtray tryna reach for tails
i don’t sell weed, you want some? better bring a scale
back door season, slide through, we ain’t ring his bell
quick ten, seven off a, other three from zelle
told my b+tch, “we going shopping when the lady bring the mail”
i can’t be f+cked with on a bad day
even when [?] i wake up and i bag chase
heartbreak kid, i’ll leave her with a sad face
tryna keep up? boy, yo dumbass in last place
tryna keep up? boy, you need to get yo sh+t together
charged up two times, lil’ b+tch, the whip a tesla
so much ice on my body, d+mn near switch the weather
gang and ‘em’ll, and flip the clip wherever

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