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blakeiana - #ftns lyrics

[intro]
why in the f+ck do you still got your location off?
give a f+ck, you wanna be down there in miami all f+ckin’ day, man, get the f+ck on, bruh
man
i just feel like n+ggas had they time
n+ggas had a ball, bouncin’ ass and trappin’
it’s my motherf+ckin’ turn
and we gon’ call this sh+t right here
f+ck+that+n+gga season
straight the f+ck up, aha

[chorus]
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him, f+ck him)
in traffic bouncin’ ass
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him, f+ck him)
ginger hair down to my ass
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him, f+ck him)
on n+ggas’ ass like the task
f+ck+that+n+gga season (hah)
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him)
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him, f+ck him)
f+ck+that+n+gga season (f+ck him)
man, f+ck+that+n+gga season

[verse]
i’m in the field again (hey, y’all), welcome back (what’s up?)
he thought this sh+t was sweet, i’m on that ass like the task
have a n+gga punchin’ walls when i get my get+back (haha)
ho ain’t playin’ with my feelings, if he do, he gettin’ whacked (bah)
confidence on overload, f+ck i need a n+gga for? (the f+ck?)
bank account fat apple, too much ass, my sh+t super swole (ching)
i can’t be f+cked with, hoes ain’t talkin’ ’bout not sh+t (not sh+t)
and any n+gga i’m sneakin’ with, we can pop out in public, ho
the mileage on this tw+t low, i call all the shots, ho
hate to see me comin’ like you hate to see the doc, ho
i owe you a hard time, boo, i’m on your f+ckin’ taco
i might tell you that you mine, but, n+gga, i am not yours
[interlude]
motherf+ckers thought i was too laid back, i had to sit the f+ck up
motherf+ckers trippin’ out here, like i ain’t ms. pull a him on him
gon’ f+ck around and find out
the f+ck? hah
dummy

[verse 2]
i’m on what you on, twin, that sh+t don’t feel good, ain’t it? (hmm)
that n+gga mad at you ’cause i let your ass have him (aw)
i’m a bad b+tch (yop), you more like a sad b+tch (ooh)
this n+gga still on my bumper, i thought i let you have it
f+d+n, n+ggas thought that i was playin’
my n+gga f+cked up, so i’m on bullsh+t with my friends
f+d+n, n+ggas thought that i was playin’
back outside reckless, i’m back in that field again (f+ck him)

- blakeiana lyrics

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