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muwama - anti-social lyrics

[intro: producer tags]

youngboy on the wave

blaccid mayne fill ’em up with acid

this that rap sh+t not that trap sh+t

[verse i: muwama]
yeah, how it go? (yeah)
i’ve been on the low (uh+huh)
she been catching feelings but i’m tryna make this dough
how it go? (yeah)
a hunnid for a show (uh+huhhh)
put your focus on me cause i’m really gonna blow
i be witcho girl, we be chilling in the backseat (in the back, in the back)
i don’t like with n+ggas cause these n+ggas they be toxic (they be toxic, shoot your guns)
i don’t trust n0body yeah, i move around with chopsticks (chop, chop)
pay her for her body, got her nudes on my snap streaks (got her nude, got her nudes)
drop top
got her number and i blockеd it
i don’t need no drama you gon’ end up in a mosh pit
smoking all these rappеrs, i just put em on hibachi
got my vision blurry, i’ve sipping on bacardi (uhuhhhh)

[chorus: muwama]
i don’t wanna hold you down
i don’t wanna stick around
put my feelings to the side
step around and get the (bag)
[post+chorus: muwama]
two step then i’m dancing
(put her in trance)
i don’t want no romancing
(gotta get this cash)
got a reason to be like me
(do the money dance)
antisocial no advancin’
(turn em into ash)

[verse ii: trilli mckyla]
yeah, on hibachi (hey, hey)
i’m on one, i messed up n’
i’m on that bat sh+t oh please (hey, hey)
double ticks you left me (yeah)
sippin’ on 1818 (18)
moving fast don’t do lean (don’t do lean)
’cause i got that fire in my genes
spit these flames when am the mic i guess
time will tell i guess (yeah)
how many times i lose a fight depends
how many chance i get
how many tears till i float out this not enough
’cause the boy still broke
get this cash and forget this wh0re (woah!)
i’m a man they call me machine sh+t i gotta prove
and i’m out here on this earth
still some sh+t i gotta do (woah)
got some wh0res i gotta do
(oh sh+t)
gimme a room
gimme that car that go like zoom
slippery hands keep droppin’ that broom
’cause i don’t wanna
[chorus: muwama & trilli mckyla]
i don’t wanna hold you down (hold you down yeah)
i don’t wanna stick around (stick around yeah)
put my feelings to the side (to the side yeah)
step around and get the (bag)

[post+chorus: muwama]
two step then i’m dancing
(put her in trance)
i don’t want no romancing
(gotta get this cash)
got a reason to be like me
(do the money)
antisocial no advancin’
(turn em into)

[interlude: trilli mckyla]
ahh
i just hope she fall
in that place i hope she die
in that place i hope she fall yeah
hope she fall yeah
i hope she fall yeah
yeah
hope she fall yeah
yeah

- muwama lyrics

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