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jtxpo - home alone lyrics

[verse 1: nettspend]
told her, “don’t text my phone if you ain’t home alone”
i’m tryna see you, baby, when you ‘lone
i’m steady by my ‘lone, clutchin’ on my f+ckin’ pole
i kinda wanna hit the bros, i been feelin’ low
i ain’t smokin’ low, b+tch, i’m smokin’ dope
and, b+tch, i’m finna crash if yo’ brody drop the low
we at your spot, we ain’t see sh+t ’cause you’re holy ghost
but i ain’t finna fall, stick it to the bro code
i knew that you was finna fold the way you was f+ckin’, f+ckin’ broke
i made you scared, like you seen a ghost
swear to god, bro, i’m on go, go

[verse 2: jtxpo]
(b+tch, i’m on that gum, smokin’ on that dope)
b+tch, i’m on that gum, smokin’ on that dope
sayin’ you don’t want no smoke, pull up to the show
[?]
tell ’em n+ggas, “quit on dialin’ me if yo’ ass broke”
had them n+ggas pull up to the scene, know n+ggas gas
n+gga get scared of this gl!ck like he seen a
n+gga get scared of this gl!ck like he seen a ghost
swear y’all n+ggas in my mentions, cappin’ on a f+ckin’ post
let that b+tch up on my content, that b+tch ’bout to do the most
all my brothers goin’ up, like, see us on the f+ckin’ coast
b+tch, yo’ lil’ squad is lame, yeah, y’all n+ggas ain’t comin’ close

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