baretta - trendy lyrics
[intro]
i love you izzy
you f+cking idiot
can’t [?] he deceased
buggin’ and tweeting my comments for weeks
b+tch i’m a dog, i’m a bark off the leash
stomp on your sorrow, you fall for the weak
[chorus]
can’t [?] he deceased
buggin’ and tweeting my comments for weeks
b+tch i’m a dog, i’m a bark off the leash
stomp on your sorrow, you fall for the weak
store the knowledge, and bomb all you see
b+tch, no you ain’t ball like me (no cap)
i don’t even like blue cheese
you ain’t even start what you did, you my seed (facts)
i don’t even stuff, white tee
know she a thot, she goin on a trip on the beach
i don’t need dream like me
you ain’t еven eat like [?]
chuck up a piеce like reese
cook up the pots, we got feasts and the meats
cut ’em on scene no beam
he gon wanna call an i think he gon need it
[verse]
i can’t even serve no fiend
n+ggas will fall for a dollar, anemic
all for the dollar, don’t need sh+t
b+tch you gon pop out and polish my p+n+s
these b+tches sus, and they schemin+
wait, wait, wait, did this n+gga just say polish my p+n+s?
[chorus]
can’t [?] he deceased
buggin’ and tweeting my comments for weeks
b+tch i’m a dog, i’m a bark off the leash
stomp on your sorrow, you fall for the weak
store the knowledge, and bomb all you see+
nah, but really this n+gga just said polish my p+n+s
b+tch, no you ain’t ball like me (no cap)
i don’t even like blue cheese
you ain’t even start what you did, you my seed (facts)
i don’t even stuff, white tee
know she a thot, she goin on a trip on the beach
i don’t need dream like me
you ain’t even eat like [?]
chuck up a piece like reese
cook up the pots, we got feasts and the meats
cut ’em on scene no beam
he gon wanna call an i think he gon need it
[chorus]
can’t [?] he deceased
buggin’ and tweeting my comments for weeks
b+tch i’m a dog, i’m a bark off the leash
stomp on your sorrow, you fall for the weak
store the knowledge, and bomb all you see
b+tch, no you ain’t ball like me (no cap)
i don’t even like blue cheese
you ain’t even start what you did, you my seed (facts)
i don’t even stuff, white tee
know she a thot, she goin on a trip on the beach
i don’t need dream like me
you ain’t even eat like [?]
chuck up a piece like reese
cook up the pots, we got feasts and the meats
cut ’em on scene no beam
he gon wanna call an i think he gon need it
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