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prod. 4eignnoti - taake ouut lyrics

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why would i be in the sh+t that i know
the city’s too blue, my time to find
came wit a glock, not my gun

he was a fan, he was beggin’ for mine
and once in a block, tried to get to know my
r.o.b, i put the stars up on the fly
there’s no one to carry me in my bad side

why did you ruin it? that ain’t so fun
we’re on a flight, we’re about to land
and i, he can’t get any more

i smoke it and pack it, it’s loud
i goin it back straight up

i eat the beats, taake ouut
i’m like, girl, you know what i want
so no, we can’t make out
rich white girl at the lake house

i don’t know what they bout
i’m with they hoe, she facе down
like you could catch a k+round
let’s go
give mе my money, i’ll do what i want
bend a b+tch over she with a blunt
and i’ll say, who am i getting on
talking to shawty, i dont give a f+ck

why you so mad
why you all on at my nuts
i’ll leave you riding a big+body once
just hit the floor, i do it for fun

you better get out of me, i don’t mind
it was right
flew in my pocket, they feel like smurf
twenty three shots, made the ov+ho twerk

deliver my kids, i wear the hat first
close range wit a glock, let’s blow my shirt
yeah, f+ck
ew, that little b+tch want some of that

they tryna get with me, look, boy, you can lie
me, and ken, pour up ten shot
f+ck, sh+t, i’m sorry, okay
you can’t have her, but i can

f+ck, buddy, right before you get to my head
check, boy, that boy ain’t get no rest

- prod 4eignnoti lyrics

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