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exetra archive - ionfckwitu_ lyrics

[songtext zu „ionfckwitu_“]

[intro: yeat & ufo361]
let’s go (exetra beatz made it)
let’s go
ihr wisst bescheid
(this is q+wing again)
let’s go
ahh, let’s go, woah

[verse 1: yeat]
call me mr. in+between it
’cause everything i said about that sh+t, i didn’t mean it
i put a full rack in between it
i f+cked it up before i dreamed it
when you say you wouldn’t kick it, wouldn’t miss, you did it in fact
when you said you wouldn’t do the things you did, you did in fact
when you do the sh+t you said you not supposed to, shoot rat
i don’t f+ck with none of that sh+t, you can just have it back
i was f+ckin’ blindfold, but now this sh+t 3d (yeah, uh)
i got motherf+ckin’ money, i got everythin’ (yeah, uh)
i could double down, lil’ b+tch, but you can’t touch me (yeah)

[chorus: yeat]
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can havе it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh
[verse 2: playboi carti]
bentlеys and lambs
bentleys and lambs, bentleys and lambs
i’m in this b+tch, huh
rip yams, rip yams
and i’m in my closet, yeah
i’m ’bout to f+ck on a project b+tch
got a k and a sig, might slide on the b+tch
two+fifty in cash, we ain’t playin’ with a b+tch
two+fifty in the bag, i ain’t playin’ with a b+tch
yeah, and carti a diva, uh
yeah, this vivienne westwood
yeah, your b+tch is a eater, uh
yeah, i swear that that top good
big fn, it’s a bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky (bl!cky, blatt)
kicking sh+t, b+tch, yeah, n+gga, like fifa, hol’ up, what? (hol’ up, hol’ up)
f+ck a b+tch outside, yeah, hold up (blatt+blatt+blatt, s+x, blah, blatt+blatt)
i want that motherf+cker dead, hold up (blatt+blatt+blatt+blatt+blatt+blatt+blatt)
i want an apology (buh+blatt)
you cannot talk to me (blatt)
you cannot lie to me, hol’ up
you cannot lie to me (blatt+blatt+blatt)

[chorus: yeat]
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh
[verse 3: ufo361]
ich bin ein rockstar, doch ich komm’ nicht mit ‘ner band (nein)
ja, du bleibst draußen, digga, denn du bist nicht gang (m+o+f)
wir chill’n on top auf dem mount everest (stay high)
stay high, we never land
fahr’ im f8 cabrio durch hollywood (woah, woah)
meine b+tch, sie ist so drauf, sie ist auf molly, uh
ja, wir rauchen noch mehr weed als bob marley, uh
ich bin ein rockstar, doch ich fahre keine harley
nein, ich sitz’ in einem ‘rari, uh, uh (skrrt, skrrt)
sie trägt rick owens, ja, damit sie zu uns passt (woah)
sie trägt rick owens, ja, damit sie zu uns passt (let’s go)
sie trägt rick owens, ja, damit sie zu uns passt, ja (woah)
sie trägt rick owens, ja, damit sie zu uns passt, let’s go

[chorus: yeat & ufo361]
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah (let’s go)
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah (let’s go)
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah (let’s go)
i don’t f+ck with you, you can have it back, huh (let’s go)

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