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lil insulin - shiner lyrics

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i know this b-tch just tryna play me for designer
face down -ss up hit it from behind her
box that n-gga in his face leave him wit a shiner
i finesse the bands you come home lookin like a miner
i’m out here on this come up b-tch i am a shiner
i buy cigs for lil homie cause that n-ggas minor
my phones always ringin sh-t sound like a timer
she say she love me i know that b-tch a liar

free all my n-ggas out tha fuggin zoo
this b-tch she wanna play me like kazoo
silence on my glock that sh-t said spoo
f-ck wit me or my n-ggas we gon shoot
she ain’t f-ck wit me when i was broke
but now i’m rich and now i’m “cute”
i shut that b-tch up when she spoke
pulled out my heat told her gimme the loot
i ain’t finna eat that p-ssy cause that sh-t stank
go home and wash yo sh-t stop bein a sk-nk
got a bad b-tch in my telly bend her over spank
if we locked up and you snitchin then imma shank
p-ssy n-ggas wanna slide
but be dissin on the sly
so imma f-ck his wife
she my baby mama sh-t is nice

i know this b-tch just tryna play me for designer
face down -ss up hit it from behind her
box that n-gga in his face leave him wit a shiner
i finesse the bands you come home lookin like a miner
i’m out here on this come up b-tch i am a shiner
i buy cigs for lil homie cause that n-ggas minor
my phones always ringin sh-t sound like a timer
she say she love me i know that b-tch a liar

in my crib got lean in my nos
reppin the 3 my louis v got moss
if you want smoke issa loss
p-ssy like salad and my d-ck toss
1360 that my hood we send shots
we buyin designer don’t care bout the cost
stomp a n-gga out while we screamin f-ck tha opps
and my gang don’t give a f-ck we pull up shoot at cops
aye yuh
play me like i’m p-ssy that means yo f-ckin dumb
the reason you ain’t got no b-tches cause you is a bum
i ain’t never been rich i grew up in the f-ckin slums
my sh-t krabby patty while yo sh-t is f-ckin chum
yo b-tch ridin me she scream i’m boutta c-m
when i’m done kick her out i’m not in love
i’m out here singin on the hook like patrick stump

i know this b-tch just tryna play me for designer
face down -ss up hit it from behind her
box that n-gga in his face leave him wit a shiner
i finesse the bands you come home lookin like a miner
i’m out here on this come up b-tch i am a shiner
i buy cigs for lil homie cause that n-ggas minor
my phones always ringin sh-t sound like a timer
she say she love me i know that b-tch a liar



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