specxfic - tellin lyrics
tellin lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, bag on me, feel like a felon, okay
i been making so much bread, no i ain’t tellin’
okay, like why would i tell on you?
you know i ain’t tellin
okay, chop’ finna aim at his head, aim at his melon
[post+chorus]
i do what i want, yeah, when i want, yeah, how i’m feeling
i feel like a cut, i’m in the cut, and i’m just chilling
i had enough, wock’ in my cup, and i’m just sippin’
i put a rack on your head
i go to bed, my shooters, they drill him
[verse 1]
she went on her phone the next morning forgot to mention
my shooter be k!lling n+ggas forgetting, he got dementia
tell that n+gga he broke as h+ll need to get his bands up
amg we pushing, this is not a rental
[chorus]
yeah, bag on mе, feel like a felon, okay
i been making so much bread, no i ain’t tеllin’
okay, like why would i tell on you?
you know i ain’t tellin
okay, chop’ finna aim at his head, aim at his melon
[post+chorus]
i do what i want, yeah, when i want, yeah, how i’m feeling
i feel like a cut, i’m in the cut, and i’m just chilling
i had enough, wock’ in my cup, and i’m just sippin’
i put a rack on your head
i go to bed, my shooters, they drill him
[chorus]
yeah, bag on me, feel like a felon, okay
i been making so much bread, no i ain’t tellin’
okay, like why would i tell on you?
you know i ain’t tellin
okay, chop’ finna aim at his head, aim at his melon
[verse 2]
no—
ew
my n+gga k!ll for the low (huh)
f+ck n+gga, where you gon’ go? (bleh)
i got your ho on her toes
i got a shooter named mo
i got a shooter, his name is kb
indian shoot, his name is baljeet
i keep a—
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