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[intro]
wells
go, go, go (helix tears)

[verse 1: kuru]
walk up in the spot and i got like ten racks on my body
i’m in new york with the [?] and i swear that this sh+t ain’t no hobby
i see you pointing on that sh+t, but is you gon’ pop it?
i see an opp and my bro, they gon’ chop ’em
he dissin’, that boy gotta stop it, he ain’t [?]
who was that boy, i forgot him
i was wearing h&m
i was going undercover
wait, he wanted to hit me with the sickness
we don’t even f+ck with him, with the shooters
me and wells, yeah, we stay on go
how that boy, i don’t know
he wanna steal all my spotlight, but i’m the best so i had to go show ’em
b+tches don’t do it, you should use a [?] i hate what you doing
[?] i swear i don’t owe ’em
[verse 2: blackwinterwells]
i swear i don’t know where i’m going
peeped your new song and that sh+t got me snoring, yeah
you and your boys are all boring
tripped and i’m bleeding, oh, i’m out there flooring, yeah
said i’ma crash in a foreign
break all my bones until i’m laying dormant, yeah
turn all of my sh+t to porridge
make [?] sweep all my brains off the floor, yeah
yeah, that was a joke
pull up on me, and i swear you get poked
yeah, and you know your b+tch want me though
she ride my d+ck and i’m buying her clothes, yeah
sh+t that you cannot afford
i pull up with skrrt in the honda accord
smokin’ reggie and i’m right on the floor
i don’t wanna do all of this anymore (helix)
i’m tired of beefin’ i just wanna chill with my dogs (tears)
i feel like crazy frog
your girl likes singing, she singing my songs
don’t think i’ll be here for long
i’ma blow up and be gone like a bong, yeah
i’m weak and i’m strong
i’m off a barn, i’m floating along

[verse 3: blxty & kuru]
they got the bag and she don’t ask
i’m with the gang and we blow cash
i saw her at the bank, she took that
i just copy my [?] then [?] alright
but she like kuru
drop it out when it’s safe, and then leave you blow up
you switch on the gang, that’s a new you
i’m bored in the crib, i don’t know what to do
these b+tches bad too
[?] prices
i’ma pour us some [?]
i’m in your skin boy, just like a tattoo
[?] dress code
i know that boy don’t wanna smoke
you pull up, you wanted me gone and [?]
i wanna [?] around
[verse 4: grandee]
not gonna front, i’m alone
i fell in love with the drugs, yeah, that’s what i’m on
i fell in love with the lifestyle, movies and bongs
i got a lot of the cash, yeah, call al capone
i’m in love with the drugs, putting his ass in a trunk, yeah
talking that sh+t, like a bug
you and your b+tch in the floor, yeah, i’ma lay and i’m gone
i was smoking loud, yeah, i don’t really give a f+ck
i’ma log in on your phone, yeah

[verse 5: kuru]
i don’t know what to do
step in the function like a fuse
i don’t give a f+ck i don’t move
if you talk sh+t then you don’t move
you trusting me or so
crazy i’m up, bro, who knew?
i be crying out who
always thought that i knew you
but i guess that i was wrong
and you aim for the first one
but i guess it’s so long
i guess i’ll find it on my car
i got too many fake friends, like everywhere i go, i need to get out of here
i don’t wanna be soulless, so i guess i’ma just disappear



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