comanati - living room lyrics
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[verse]
me and my n+ggas, we moving them kilos
never gon’ switch on my brother, that’s too low
you want bread, get up off your culo, betting bread with my n+gga kula
no, they can’t juke us, so many n+ggas acting like they knew us
ruger with a clip finna do them, n+gga thinking that he finna do us
got a bag, n+gga, you deluded, n+ggas on my d+ck like they fruity
i took his b+tch, slap the booty, my b+tch the baddest, she the rudest
my b+tch the baddest, but you knew this, she taking clothes off like a nudist
them boys not sweet, boy, leave you clueless
and that’s my flow lil brah that you took off with
your wallet hurting, bruh, pretty b+tches in thе living room, i still pick indica
that’s where the lovе is at
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