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lunchbox – lmk lyrics

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
is you gon’ ride for me? b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
already knew you would lie to me, b+tch, i thought i would be wrong, oh
i know these n+ggas be watching me, b+tch, give they ass a remote, oh
i treat this sh+t like a lottery, he cannot see what we on, no
b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
is you gon’ ride for me? b+tch, i’m like just let me know, oh
i know these n+ggas be watching me, b+tch give they ass a remote, oh
b+tch i’m too smackеd i can’t finish my cup
sh+t way too gas i can’t finish my blunt
he run up fast, bro gon’ finish ’em
he run up fast bro gon’ finish ‘еm up

[verse]
walked into rick i spent ten in ’em
what i spent on that drank about ten in a month
talking bout trenches i been in ’em
i’m gon’ be great i ain’t letting it up
this b+tch be acting so bougie, uh
ain’t actin right you gone lose me, uh
my friends is dead like i’m uzi, uh
like they got spent with a uzi, uh
b+tch i get higher than juicy j
’cause i can’t deal with the bullsh+t, uh
all that fake sh+t all that lil’ sh+t, uh
n+ggas not hearing the music, uh
brody throwing them bullets on bullets, send them to the end+zone
told them n+ggas don’t push it, don’t push it, now them n+ggas is gone
i knew that b+tch she was full of sh+t, full of it, had to let the b+tch go
[bridge]
let the b+tch go, she wasn’t good for the soul
drugs in my system, b+tch, i know i’m wrong
i hope i’m making it home
i hope i’m making it
i hope i’m making it home
i hope i’m making it home

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
is you gon’ ride for me? b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
already knew you would lie to me, b+tch, i thought i would be wrong, oh
i know these n+ggas be watching me, b+tch, give they ass a remote, oh
i treat this sh+t like a lottery, he cannot see what we on, no
b+tch, i’m like just let me know, know
is you gon’ ride for me? b+tch, i’m like just let me know, oh
i know these n+ggas be watching me, b+tch give they ass a remote, oh
b+tch i’m too smacked i can’t finish my cup
sh+t way too gas i can’t finish my blunt
he run up fast, bro gon’ finish ’em
he run up fast bro gon’ finish ’em up

- lunchbox lyrics

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