lov9 khari - euris lyrics
[intro}
oh
[chorus]
i just copped the bentley truck so i might cop the urus
i’ve been moving state to state i’m feeling like a tourist
don’t know why these n+ggas hate their b+tch is on my tour bus
gotta keep my circle small i swear it’s just like four of us
[verse 1]
said she wanna fall in love i told her never mind
for the kisses and hugs i don’t have the time
but if there’s liquor and some drugs i might change my mind
always on some type of time, girl you know i’m hard to find
she just popped a perky don’t know how to act
i told her if i leave then i’m never coming back
b+tch i bang what i bleed know that i’m with all of that
if it’s smoke that you seek know that you ain’t coming back(shh)
n+ggas talking down i keep a 45
he won’t send the addy he won’t come outside
this n+gga’s a straight b+tch he wanna run and hide
fearing for his life he’s trying to stay alive
murder on my mind all the time
f+cking on little mama while i’m high
shorty wanna suck me give me mind
i’ve been blowing up it’s hard to hit my line
i can’t fall in love i’m on a different time
shorty f+cking with me better fall in line
spending money only time i feel alive
[chorus]
i just copped the bentley truck so i might cop the urus
i’ve been moving state to state i’m feeling like a tourist
don’t know why these n+ggas hate, their b+tch is on my tour bus
gotta keep my circle small i swear it’s just like four of us
[bridge]
i just got a new patek i’m feeling like a new n+gga
i just got a new b+tch i’m f+cking with her mood n+gga
took her from a lame n+gga, ain’t know what to do with her
now i’m on a cruise with her straight to cancun with her
[verse 2]
bad b+tch, riding in a foreign
lamborghini urus got your b+tch back here whoring
i’ve been sipping i’ve been pouring
all this codeine got me snoring
and i’ve been about this life since i hopped up off the porch n+gga
she don’t love me i don’t love her back
b+tches come and go i know cause i’ve been used to that
i’d rather focus on this bag than worry about all that
and if a n+gga’s out of line i’ll grab the other bag
i’ve got murder on my mind on my mental
i don’t know why i keep buying all this chanel
on the dash 105 up in this vessel
in that euris i be flying can’t feel no pedals
[chorus]
i just copped the bentley truck so i might cop the urus
i’ve been moving state to state i am feeling like a tourist
don’t know why these n+ggas hate, their b+tch is on my tour bus
gotta keep my circle small i swear it’s just like four of us
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