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moreno lowk - slower lyrics

move, tell all these fake n++++s get out my way (go)
go get a bag baby make it every day
you, you been playing games while i’m balling like nba
ain’t talkin bout bands that i made in 2k
why you making things harder? just say you not ok
you’ve been on yo solo rocking sh+t, but social anyway
i can tell how you wanting things to play out this ain’t a fairytale
i can put you in a benz counting 10 on any scale
tryna trick me with that pretty face
i ain’t talking bout no tyga, but you love to taste
love you blowing up my phone can’t concentrate
you f+ck up, i f+ck up, we all make mistakes
all the bands falling slowly made her pick it up
why all your homegirls stay mad, but i don’t give a f+ck
my lil hottie want the sloppy, she gon’ give it up
all the bands falling slower guess who pick it up?
ah, ah
lil mama pick it up
when she sees me come through, she gon’ give it up
every time she sees me she be lit as f+ck
off that fuzzy, she gets yucky, on the money
ah, made her pick it up
my n++++s masked up like they sick as f+ck
she only f+cks with a n+++a that’s rich as f+ck
or dripped up, then gon’ say wassup
baby spends them bands on a n+++a, what?
real n++++s spend a band on a fl!ck or what
and the shoes cost a fit, get yo bands up
and lil mama on a ride got her hands up
put that ass up
only thing i’m tryna see is you act up
you wasn’t with me when i was broke now my bands up
like if i’m done with a convo, she wants me to wrap up

- moreno lowk lyrics

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