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​ian (usa) – no one lyrics

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[intro]
you f+ck with my brother, you think you’re funny, n+gga? (yeah)
f+ck nah, my n+gga

[chorus]
soon as i up that bl!ck they run and tell someone
used to love this b+tch, but she done bailed on us
sometimes i’m really startin’ to feel like i don’t have no one
i been countin’ blue strips, you know that they all love my benjamin’s
she gon’ throw her sh+t, she know that they all tell her, “back it up”
you can talk some sh+t ’bout how you feel, but you won’t back it up
i ain’t touched my phone in a couple of days, she think i’m mad at her
i’m watching my bank account today, i call my mans, we turnin’ up

[verse 1]
your b+tch heard my song playing in your car, sayin’, “turn it up”
we let your sh+t talk and go too long, we find your block and burn it up
way too many diamonds on my neck, b+tch, i’m sick, i’m burning up
he might flash the tеc’ but he just flexed, hе really sweet as honey, nah
we count up, blow your block up, osama bin’
said, “my brother lift yo top off,” like he’ll forgive
this b+tch here wanna chop the top off
she love riding in a benz
what’s in my bank account? i don’t know
she don’t love me, she love my bands
i can’t sleep at night unless the pole right by my side
i just told her that we done, she said, “i’m broken inside”
i think i’m starting to see the light, i just wanna close my eyes
i will never sleep again until my opps in the sky
they might act just like your mans but then your opps in disguise
ain’t wanna do to y’all mans, we hit yo’ block, let ’em fly
i promise you gonna see the end, we set up shop and run it high
i promise you ain’t going nowhere, tryna get to the top from inside (yeah)
[chorus]
soon as i up that bl!ck they run and tell someone
used to love this b+tch, but she done bailed on us
sometimes i’m really startin’ to feel like i don’t have no one
i been countin’ blue strips, you know that they all love my benjamin’s
she gon’ throw her sh+t, she know that they all tell her, “back it up”
you can talk some sh+t ’bout how you feel, but you won’t back it up
i ain’t touched my phone in a couple of days, she think i’m mad at her
i’m watching my bank account today, i call my mans, we turnin’ up



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