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​​wifisfuneral - today, war lyrics

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falco here, i’m fine
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah yeah yeah, yeah
yeah
aye

roll up the dope
proceed to pop the trunk when you see him
shoppers brought out ??? for the weekend
rolling and coasting until i turn to dust
24s we’re riding, we’re pulling up
so when you see him sliding flexing for nothing
parts of the beach where i was born and raised
but back in the maze, run the block when we hang
smoking, huffing, puffing, going insane

well so rise the dawn blowing on propane
yellow, woah why you get hit up my kid
let that high kick in to feel all that sin
n-ggas that trapping wish to call it quits
me i’m just overdosing slowly with the sh-ts i can feel you those that know me thats it
all i know is that my momma never raised a b-tch

when it comes to weed we get it off lex
you, you a internet n-gga who don’t know his place
allow me to take yo location and designate
heard we f-cking yo b-tch so we celebrate
ain’t no need to be acting all hesitant
so tell me why you hesitate
gimme the light like my name is sean paul when i just like the blunt
shawty let me hit it from the back then your boy slid to the front
marshawn rollie scrolly blowing the dust
full of that skunk in the trunk, you can smell all the boof on me bruh
sell you them xanax for the seven i’m taxing, love

funny how every b-tch used to reject me
funny how n-ggas now wanna respect me
ain’t it funny, how people act different they think they see changes
now all alone i just smoke in the bas-m-nt
lost in the dark while i’m slowly contemplating

i whip the foreign i’m mourning until my wrists hurt
that road life was boring so now i’m not touring
making every b-tch twerk
flex on me boy, oh please flex on me boy
hate when i slept on these n-ggas who just little shorties
slide through yo city make every b-tch with the sh-ts
can’t complain while she taking d-ck
all she know when her life is just easy steps
move in silence with bobby we making easy hits
so just know when she see the squad she get any pick
i’m acting a-foolish, can never call it quits

blueberry chevy when i’m riding round gettin’ it
shows on the road making f-ck n-ggas b-tchin’
remember staying up for eight days straight
fletcher blowing up my phone like he tryna push weight
see for the paper, it’s a chase but i told him it’s okay
????? flexing, dripping with the candy paint
now i’m fine blowing dank
neighborhood tell what the thick b-tch said, she be throwing back that p-ssy in like every way
call spike lee, he gon’ wanna take a motion picture
i’ll admit it all these n-ggas they ain’t with it, but we get it
dropped out of school, making hits now i’m flippin’

stogie after stogie
heard yo friend finna blow me
c-ck it and pop it
boy couldn’t fully load it
my managers known to have problems with bouncers
trash out the club then we thuggin’ it after
f-ck the other side, they the type to act fake
you know that all snakes move in silence
man that sh-t had me wildin’
she looking for a man, but i can’t supply her
but only wish her best of luck as to what she aspire
cause the love is a beautiful thing, don’t let that sh-t blind you
sh-t i see it you blinded



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