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gainesfm - mn lit lyrics

[intro: dj tiiiiiiiiiiip]
yo, what up?
this is tiiiiiiiiiip with 10 i’s
gainesfm is straight up just -ss cheeks
just b-tt! straight b-tt!
nah i don’t f-ck with him none
i wish he was dead, bye

[intro: gainesfm]
yo, gainesfm in this b-tch
finding in this b-tch
i’ma be a millionaire with or without rap n-gga
count that

[hook: gainesfm]
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch
minnesota b-tch, minnesota b-tch

[verse 1: gainesfm]
i don’t really care about sh-t
stomp you if you stare at my b-tch, need a pair of new kicks
i’ma leave the stereo thin
n-gga better take your -ss home and take care of your kids
i don’t even care if i’m fresh
n-gga i been puttin’ so much work in that i swear i’ll be rich
hit her, now she want to move in
my force like qui-gon jinn
got to keep focused, no adderall
you eat off my style, i ain’t mad at all
your b-tch show me all and no att-tude
my hometown the best drug i ever knew
give me good brain, she a smart -ss
hit it like a homer, i’m bart’s dad
free my squad, that’s our clan
ride ’til i die like a car crash
minnesota my town like karl-anthony
me and novy some wolves, b-tch we family
now they wishing they never abandoned me
got my spirit at war with my sanity
lose my sh-t i go postal, my flow anti-social
lebron when i close out they strategy
crystal minneap’, saint paul infinity
watch me raise off that negative energy

[verse 2: finding novyon]
ain’t n0body ever gonna stop me
b-tches wanna chop me like karate
chicken fettuccini, bro i’m saucy
all these n-ggas wonder what it cost me
i’m the n-gga everybody copy
but i’m putting pressure on the youngins like a jockey
better pipe down, boy you better find a hobby
halo around my pen, cause everything i spit is godly, hold up
rappers be sounding familiar to me
that sh-t is way too peculiar to me
on a roll, like i just popped a pill on the beat
baby ray on the track?, he the real mvp
and your b-tch on my phone in her feelings for me
you would think i was signed, how she dealing with me
i bet she would finish the sentence for me
i got bars, you should sit through a sentence with me

- gainesfm lyrics

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