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wyakhrome - new lyrics

[chorus: wyakhrome]
i just left home with a new dot
i just left home with a new b+tch
i just left home with a new thot
tell that hoe come suck my d+ck
i got a vibe she all on the way
i pass her to bro, we get her gone quick
why you want smoke with the gang, i don’t know
but its okay we gon put him in a spliff
need for speed in the car, i’m racin’
when that hoe say stop i go
100, 200, 300, 400
5 bags yeah i’m countin up dough
yeah i done walked out the house
with like 4 diamonds on me, yeah i put that sh+t on
hop out the whip got a new jag on it
yeah, we got a new jag on it

[verse: wyakhrome]
yeah, i just hit a new dash on it
i just got a nеw bag on it, i just got a real bandanna on it
i got a new mask on it, shawty just poured up thе fanta
i hit her once then i went ghost like a phantom
don’t ask for signs, i know that ho a cancer
he took a kneel now that boy cannot stand us
me and my n+ggas be speakin that guapanese
i know you cannot understand us
pop my sh+t, got put on a banner
green in my pocket, bruce banner
back in this ho i can’t see
thats why i be so high tied like a ghost
n0body knows, n0body knows, n0body knows
cover yo nose, we in a big body
we hit and skirt off the lot on the road
i know i’m chosen, eliantte on me
yeah them hoes so frozen
i took the b+tch heart, comme des garçon
yeah i made that lil sh+t broken
i had to use sign language on all of my opps
cause all of my guns been spoken
[verse: jah$]
hold it, shawty wet like the ocean
ima hit it back, ima come with commotion
motion, n+ggas ain’t really chosen
onomatopoeia, when i pull up n+ggas frozen
oh sh+t, baby girl where you know me
all up on my d+ck, she tryna ring around the rosie
hocus, hocus hocus pocus
baby girl, i’m tryna hit it, poke it
hit that sh+t, matter fact i’m boutta hit that sh+t
i’m tryna pull up make you eat this d+ck
i two tone the wrist
i got some pink and some ruby sh+t
you know a n+gga had to ice that wrist
i’m in that big boy sh+t, i pull up in that 4×4 sh+t
all black and i double oh sh+t
and we look like dis, lil b+tch yeah we look like dis
lil b+tch i took that pic, super slimy sh+t
it’s obvious, i ride my sh+t, vroom vroom
when i hit that sh+t, its that turbo twins
got rick on rick on rick, ima fly n+gga catch my drift
i’m picasso, girl, van gogh when i spit my hits
spin around the world, trip off the check
i trip off the woah, a arm and a leg, i’m on ya head
i’m in a big big body, comin correct, count up a check
i heard what you said, i’m smokin your dead
slid like a sled, know we could really talk about it
let’s go do that lead, its a whole lotta red
it’s a whole lotta b+tches on b+tches on b+tches
[chorus: wyakhrome]
i just left home with a new dot
i just left home with a new b+tch
i just left home with a new thot
tell that hoe come suck my d+ck
i got a vibe she all on the way
i pass her to bro, we get her gone quick
why you want smoke with the gang, i don’t know
but its okay we gon put him in a spliff
need for speed in the car, i’m racin’
when that hoe say stop i go
100, 200, 300, 400
5 bags yeah i’m countin up dough
yeah i done walked out the house
with like 4 diamonds on me, yeah i put that sh+t on
hop out the whip got a new jag on it
yeah, we got a new jag on it

- wyakhrome lyrics

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