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saint house – mix you lyrics

[intro]
what the f+ck going on this b+tch
okay, yeah, ayy, ah
yeah, ayy, gang, gang, gang, gang
ara, ara
i’m tired of this whole ass motherf+cker bro he keep talking sh+t about my name and sh+t

[chorus]
got too many beef i just wanna be vegan
you know i talk crazy my words is a weapon
conceal all my pain i got sad in discretion
don’t matter i win or i fail it’s a lesson
yeah, i ain’t used to being sentimental
can’t lie what i rap is just rifle’s and pistol
when i blew up know it’s not accidental
’cause i got what i got said it clear like a crystal

[verse]
yeah, i look happy and smile everyday
but unlike what you think got my head full of trauma
i know i can heal but it takes too much time to get there
’cause i know that i’m way too broken
can’t f+ck with them folks who stay on the net
and always turnin’ some sh+t into drama
i said what i said no you can’t change a thing
’cause i will make sure that my sh+t is well spoken
you can’t hang if you don’t bang (no)
kickin’ sh+t like i’m liu kang
spit these venoms out my fang
choppa sang got my ear rang
you can’t hang if you don’t bang (yeah)
kickin’ sh+t like i’m liu kang
spit these venoms out my fang
choppa sang got my ear rang
wock drippin’ when i walk
forty thousand for a pint
forty rounds up in the chop
this sh+t’s not the regular kind
never switch on my bro but i switch on my flow
my fingers get sore put a switch on my pole
b+tch ratted on me ’cause i got provolone (yeah)
bust his head open his brain on the floor
won’t get line by a b+tch screamin’ free andrew tate
thinkin’ with my d+ck feeling like kevin gates
i stay on my lane, why the f+ck did you hate?
i won’t claim i’m the best but that’s up for debate
countin’ these hunnids my fingers turned blue
what makes you think that i care about you?
i’m smoking these b+tches i’m not talkin’ juul
ten inch 308., this sh+t kicks like a mule
[chorus]
got too many beef i just wanna be vegan
you know i talk crazy my words is a weapon
conceal all my pain i got sad in discretion
don’t matter i win or i fail it’s a lesson
yeah, i ain’t used to being sentimental
can’t lie what i rap is just rifle’s and pistol
when i blew up know it’s not accidental
’cause i got what i got said it clear like a crystal
got too many beef i just wanna be vegan
you know i talk crazy my words is a weapon
conceal all my pain i got sad in discretion
don’t matter i win or i fail it’s a lesson
yeah, i ain’t used to being sentimental
can’t lie what i rap is just rifle’s and pistol
when i blew up know it’s not accidental
’cause i got what i got said it clear like a crystal (b+tch)

- saint house lyrics

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