soraxleblanc - truth! lyrics
[intro]
i have them now
[chorus: soraxleblanc]
she said that she love me, huh
you a fool
m+maybe it’s true
don’t give a f+ck, i just hop in a booth
[?]
magic, my glock, pull the stick and he poof
where he at? where he go?
if it ain’t ’bout money then, bro, i don’t know
[verse: soraxleblanc]
if it ain’t about money, don’t know what he’s talkin’ ’bout
don’t give a f+ck, get my money, i’m walkin’ out
shh, listen (hey!)
t+t+that’s how the guala sound
“for the free?” no, n+gga, that’s the wrong amount
[?], i’mma draw ’em out
stand on my money, this sh+t get too tall to count
count+count
[?] fl!ck up the switch
feelin’ up on me, she touchin’ my stick
my glock got a beam, how the f+ck would i miss?
promised neverland, like she swallowing kids
[?] icе all on my wrist
he’s running his mouth, he gon’ swallow a bl!ck
[?], this chop’ got a kick
prada and gucci, four racks on my fi+i+it
[chorus: soraxleblanc]
she said that shе love me, huh
you a fool
m+maybe it’s true
don’t give a f+ck, i just hop in a booth
[?]
magic, my glock, pull the stick and he poof
where he at? where he go?
if it ain’t ’bout money then, bro, i don’t know
[verse: supxr]
no, it don’t bother me
fake it, like astrology
get money, like it’s callin’ me
your girl, i think she callin’ me, huh
keep on stalling me
museums like a mall to me
blade up to your artery
s+u+p+x+r
huh, peep the news
ain’t no trace, don’t leave no clues
“savin’ face,” like, who is you?
fake the taste, to sell the truth
got him chokin’, turnin’ blue
drop the xr, call me “sup”
i’m gon’ flex, it’s nothin’ new
[verse: soraxleblanc]
back to the crib, with the baddie on me
bussin’ it down, yeah, she swallowin’ d
hop in the car, yeah, i’m whippin’ drop+top
[?]
cookin’ it up, boy, i’m whippin’ a crock+pot
fashion famous, [?]
2k25, lil’ bro gettin’ dropped off
steppin’ like brock, little ho, get my rocks off
[chorus: soraxleblanc]
she said that she love me, huh
you a fool
maybe it’s true
don’t give a f+ck, i just hop in a booth
[?]
magic, my glock, pull the stick and he poof
where he at? where he go?
if it ain’t ’bout money then, bro, i don’t know
[outro: soraxleblanc]
(if it ain’t ’bout money then, bro, i don’t know)
s+u+p+x+r
(if it ain’t ’bout money then, bro, i don’t know)
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