sadboyshaq - luvhurtz lyrics
[chorus]
he play games, he meet lucifer
chop hanging out the car shaped like lil uzi vert
told that boy to up the pole if you start moving first
k!ll your ass and say a prayer, take your soul to church
junkie at my f+cking door, what his ass want
i’ve been sending blitz across the nation, just like daft punk
you wanna act like trash, n+gga get your ass dumped
that b+tch was on the line, she had to get her stomach pumped
waiting for my time to shine, boy, i thought it’d never come
tell his ass get in line or we’ll go get that f+cking drum
zach levine from the baseline, b+tch, i’m gonna f+cking dunk
i’m tired of hiding out, b+tch, this ain’t the last of us
tonight, i’m sliding out, briefcase, i pack him up
roman reigns, n+gga, i’m in this b+tch, and imma stack ’em up
[verse]
spray+paint the glock, i look at him like “is it black enough”
i put the switch on the back, that b+tch gone pack+a+punch
we left a hole in his clothes, and a bag of lunch
n+gga meet the f+cking needs just like i’m seeing punk
he think that he out+rapping me, i think that n+gga drunk
imma up this brodus clay, i show your ass some funk
n+gga, i’ll go murk your sh+t, just like gorilla dung
hop out the bushes with a chop, can’t see where i’m coming from
put a helmet on his f+cking head, i call that n+gga dumb
you ain’t check the f+cking air tag, bro, that’s your luck
whole f+cking cracking, i can’t hear em, boy, you better duck
baby ass n+gga, need a paci, boy, that n+gga suck
i ain’t tryna be your friend, b+tch, i just wanna f+ck
i don’t know if i can be your man unless you suck it up
kick a hoe out, just like messi
been five years, r.i.p. my boy jessie
if he want beef, want smoke, better text me
better yet, if you see me, better catch me
[chorus]
he play games, he meet lucifer
chop hanging out the car shaped like lil uzi vert
told that boy to up the pole if you start moving first
k!ll your ass and say a prayer, take your soul to church
junkie at my f+cking door, what his ass want
i’ve been sending blitz across the nation, just like daft punk
you wanna act like trash, n+gga get your ass dumped
that b+tch was on the line, she had to get her stomach pumped
waiting for my time to shine, boy, i thought it’d never come
tell his ass get in line or we’ll go get that f+cking drum
zach levine from the baseline, b+tch, i’m gonna f+cking dunk
i’m tired of hiding out, b+tch, this ain’t the last of us
tonight, i’m sliding out, briefcase, i pack him up
roman reigns, n+gga, i’m in this b+tch, and imma stack ’em up
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