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cootie - don't miss (nah nah) lyrics

[intro]
(red dead, i’m so f+ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
yeah

[verse 1]
devil keep knocking, i’m letting him in (letting him in)
i’m having too much money to spend (money to spend)
hop out the trackhawk ready to spin (ready to spin)
just left the church and i’m ready to sin (yeah, yeah)
just left the church but i’m ready to shoot (baow)
mama done blew it, i don’t got a clue (nah)
just told my b+tch i like f+cking her friend, no matter what, i’ma tell her the truth

[chorus]
say, “nah, nah, new sh+t on my neck, nah”
new sh+t on my f+cking wrist, big .45 and this sh+t don’t miss, sh+t don’t miss
say, “nah, nah, new sh+t on my two tone”
who the f+ck this? got a new phone
cut the b+tch off, got to move on
[verse 2]
pray to god like forgiving my sin, go
seeing that ass, just got forgivе him again (‘gain)
always saying i don’t need to be trappin’, i told ’em i won’t nevеr touch it again (no, no)
know somebody gon’ say that i won’t never, melody just turned on my family and friends (for sure)
don’t talk from the phone, just leave me alone, whenever you done, just bring me the end (on my mama)
i’m having motion, way too much to spend
if i hit her once, i can f+ck her again (again)
hop out the trackhawk, straight get to laughing and go spend a check and go make it again (again)
i can’t see the hate through the cartier lens (nah)
devil keep knocking, i’m letting him in
reached in the b+tch, i ain’t got to shoot sh+t, but i bet i leave blood whenever i spin (boom)

[verse 3]
ayy, glock with a thirty, don’t miss (boom)
somewhere in cali, i’m scr+pped with a switch (no cap)
i’m down thinking ’bout trying that sh+t and it big ’cause they seeing these diamond gliss (gliss)
out of my shining, throw on my cuban link set, just to go break some d+ck in your b+tch (right now)
i shoot my shot at your ho and don’t miss (no)
get me in that throat hold, i ain’t tryna kiss (come on), nope
nah, nah, can’t get none of my time, ho
really been stuck in that grind mode, counting hundreds, you hear me, that time flow (bling)
new sh+t on my neck and my wrist, glock .45 get to hitting like a glitch in this b+tch
whole lotta diamonds and choppers and sh+t
i missing jewelers, designers and sh+t, b+tch (nah)
[chorus]
say, “nah, nah, new sh+t on my neck, nah”
new sh+t on my f+cking wrist, big .45 and this sh+t don’t miss, sh+t don’t miss
say, “nah, nah, new sh+t on my two tone”
who the f+ck this? got a new phone
cut the b+tch off, got to move on

- cootie lyrics

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