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surf - want it less lyrics

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[intro]
k!ll confirmed

[verse]
my new b+tch came from france (france), she rockin’ saint laurent (laurent)
the f+ck you hatin’ on? (on), ball like i was lebron (lebron)
you should humble yourself (self), call you kendrick lamar (lamar)
she wanna rap with me (me), [?] (uh)
i’m so misunderstood (uh+uh), [?] (okay)
okay, b+tch so f+ckin’ bad, she foreign, don’t get borin’ (yeah)
oh, she think i’m cheatin’ on her, ain’t been home, i just been tourin’ (yeah)
i put [?] on my [?] when it’s cold and it get snowin’ (okay)
i put a number on his head and roll him off like i went ballin’ (okay)
i already paid up for the morning, f+ck her at night, she might get a bonus (yeah)
she wanna tеll me what she know but you don’t evеn know that i’m already knowin’, yeah (yeah)
f+ckin’ her for the night, i might tell her i love her and reply to no other girls
i got [?] on my dm, trynna be my [?] girl (yeah)
i already feel like an alien, i already feel like i came from other world (yeah)
he wanna play with my name, you playin’ with [?], so i sent you to the underworld (yeah)
i’m not the n+gga to talk with, i [?] (yeah)
i’m not the n+gga to shop with, i [?] (b+tch)
b+tch, i got rickie on my feet (my feet)
he tryna be like me but he know he not me (not me)
i like the way she do it sloppy (sloppy)
beat up the bag, i’mma do it like rocky
yeah, i keep me a stick like its hockey
yeah, it’s nothin’ but k!llers around me
yeah, i got a thing for the oxy’
yeah, my b+tch ballin’, [?]
i need me a rollie with diamonds on face
b+tch, which one of my opps are dyin’ today?
we linkin’ sh+t up, they was dyin’ to make
not knowin’ thats yo’ beam, but i ride with a drac’
yeah, i’m finna crank up, i got her face down, ruinin’ her makeup
b+tch, i got her ass up, [?] one, i gotta wake up
b+tch, we keep a stick out, he talkin’ stupid, we keep a hit out
d+mn, we keep the b+tch out, she got a big mouth, she gotta get out
d+mn, she trynna text me sayin’ if i eat yet, i put a bullet [?]
i’m finna play this girl like [?], [?] hittin’ my phone like [?]
i don’t wanna stress, i want me a check
you try my heart, as i want me the best
i want me the baddest ’cause i want to flex
the more that i got it, i wanted it less
[outro]
the more that i got it, i wanted it less



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