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luh trap - lose lyrics

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[intro]

(midnight got the sauce pack)
(no way, hozay)
where the cash at?
ay

[verse]

n+ggas talkin’ hoes, like where the cash at?
ridin’ on the freeway, n+gga you in a hatchback
couple n+ggas stabbed me in the back, but i’m past that
couple b+tches say they f+ck with me, how could i believe in that?
how could i believe in that? ayy
need a foreign, i need it in black, ayy
new phone, i ain’t hittin’ you back, ayy
you gettin’ jugged, you ain’t gettin’ sh+t back, ayy
lil’ baby you need a bag, cause lately i’ve been getting to mine
these hoes tryna play with my mind
f+ck love, i ain’t wastin’ my time
run up, who goin’ out sad? ain’t none of us
i get the bag, i ain’t fumblin’
i been in my bag, i’m comin’ up
i’m goin’ up high like a somersault
these n+ggas be mad, yea they need some salt
they ain’t got no money, it’s not my fault
“go out and go get it” what i was taught, hey
[chorus]

ex+hoe tryna flex with her new n+gga
looked him in his face like “who is you n+gga?”
“sorry i don’t mean to be rude n+gga”
“but you can’t do what i do n+gga”
ex+hoe tryna flex with her new n+gga
looked him in his face like “who is you n+gga?”
“sorry i don’t mean to be rude n+gga”
“but you can’t do what i do n+gga”

[post+chorus]

lose n+gga
ay, you lose n+gga
ooh, you lose n+gga
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[verse]

n+ggas talkin’ hoes, like where the cash at?
ridin’ on the freeway, n+gga you in a hatchback
couple n+ggas stabbed me in the back, but i’m past that
couple b+tches say they f+ck with me, how could i believe in that?
how could i believe in that? ayy
need a foreign, i need it in black, ayy
new phone, i ain’t hittin’ you back, ayy
you gettin’ jugged, you ain’t gettin’ sh+t back, ayy
lil’ baby you need a bag, cause lately i’ve been getting to mine
these hoes tryna play with my mind
f+ck love, i ain’t wastin’ my time
run up, who goin’ out sad? ain’t none of us
i get the bag, i ain’t fumblin’
i been in my bag, i’m comin’ up
i’m goin’ up high like a somersault
these n+ggas be mad, yea they need some salt
they ain’t got no money, it’s not my fault
“go out and go get it” what i was taught, hey
[chorus]

ex+hoe tryna flex with her new n+gga
looked him in his face like “who is you n+gga?”
“sorry i don’t mean to be rude n+gga”
“but you can’t do what i do n+gga”
ex+hoe tryna flex with her new n+gga
looked him in his face like “who is you n+gga?”
“sorry i don’t mean to be rude n+gga”
“but you can’t do what i do n+gga”

[post+chorus]

lose n+gga
ay, you lose n+gga
ooh, you lose n+gga
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh



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