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uhsirk - lust lyrics

[intro]
he’s gonna be f-cking a lot of bad b-tches, that’s his projects, that’s what’s up, that’s–
that’s what i do, bro
my voice is f-ckin’ dying and sh-t
throat dead, no h0m-
aye, btr gang, this 23 gang, pull up on you and we hitting a s-
still do the song though… it’s krishu!

[hook]
that boy think them chains new, but bro been had that
keep the sport mode in the stash, 12 watching on the dash cam
i got indie trap money, i don’t get no bags back
told this b-tch that the advils is percs, it’s a bad batch
baby would you trust me? would you put trust in me?
the cherokee jeep lovely, i just got the truck with v
said i’ma treat her like a sl-t, told her “i won’t f-ck for free”
i put money over s-x and drugs, ain’t no l-st in me

[verse]
she off them yiddas, wanna f-ck? i’m not a wh0r-, lil b-tch
you wanna f-ck me? gotta spend a lil more, lil b-tch
f-cking on twins, like i’m mormon krish
stay with rick, like morty smith
hear the cat up the street, on some harley sh-t
he taking l’s like romney, mitt
free them, like joseph smith
brown boy, i’m not muslim, hoe, i’m hindu though
so red dots, on his temple, we been into those
we made him quit, he not bout smoke no more, he russell crowe
how could i be bout kissing b-tches? we burn mistletoe
my fob b-tch like, “play namjoon”
water keep two white hoes, and i call him mitch-ll musso
she gon’ say she hate the food, she still gon’ pay for blues
heard he switched, he with the opps, we gon k!ll baby ruth (god willing)
what you do is f-cking dog food, but still do it baby boo
told her “you can do what you do, long as you hand me the blues”
he said that he her man, i said “thank god”
play with my guap, we catch you in your yard, turn your stupid -ss into rand paul

[outro]
he whispered, though, when i walked in the room, his lil b-tch -ss
tsk, f-ck that n-gga
uhmm… so, i guess that’s that, um-
abir, did you like krish?
a lil bit

- uhsirk lyrics

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