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pr!zm aa - whak n mo lyrics

yeah blinding my eye
i had to turn off the car light
sipping on the spliff all night can’t even talk right
curved a girl at the club
met a girl on the runway
though she can’t walk nice
finna up my price creeping on me wrong, finna up my pipe moonwalk in the spotlight
we going up all night
come in my life and then call me an assh0l+
i guess that’s what you like
i guess that is your type

ay i cannot deal with too many
deceiving me all in my dreams
eh i was tripping when i called you while asleep
and my big body touch on the road so sweet
my big brother told me that this n+gga is a p+ssy i wish i could smoke in my dreams
i don’t want her around me shе got a make up on my tee
said she be liking my b.o.p
comе meet me in the d.o.t

i don’t want ya b+tch i can take her whenever
my bottoms are rick owens leather
you featherweight
if i’m robbing the bank then you driving the getaway
but really you should be the one that’s open up the door for me
i gave her instructions i hope she gone blow for me
bend her back right where the sofa is
after she come over man she gotta go with it
i’m with big buba in the spot like noticus
her name is victoria come park it right over here
my main on main street trying to do opioids
got a crush on the teller but she won’t give me her number though
i’m back like cooked crack matter of fact cut it up
this n+gga need a tictac
i don’t play tic+tac+toe
heard she got a big head
i’m still finna hit that though
i thought that they were twins so bad and they were talking about whak and mo
had to let the b+tch go cause she don’t goals
for fun we losing h+lla hoes
i got this centrefold
no i’m not little baby
four pockets got h+lla dough
when i’m in that mercedes i feel like a better guy
you know i light up my spliff right before i go pray to god
i don’t have nothing left to say to ya
afghanistan kush that came from arabia
i got a baddie that came from america but she should come meet me in the d.o.t
keep your sub tweets tryna blow
tryna blow at me like cod my little c4
i can tell you how to do it
don’t try to be me more
she keep complaining to me bout her lame n+gga theodore
she be complaining to me but her lame n+gga theodore she be complaining to me

- przm aa lyrics

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