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zxmra - x2 lyrics

[chorus]
now we in our room, bad b+tch times two
i don’t really love the truth, now we steady sippin’ d’usse
give a f+ck on what you say, goin’ fifty on the highway
b+tches askin’ about my bae, give that p+ssy his own grave

[verse]
i’m counting my bands, say she got a man, but she still— (f+ck)
i’m high in my sleep and i’m keeping it tucked
been listenin’ to something before i f+ck up my life
i’m not a product, but i got h+lla signs
i don’t got love, and i leave when i’m done
i’m smoking like crazy, don’t know where i’m from
i’m sick of this sh+t, but i f+ck up my lungs
i f+ck up my lungs
someone told me i was dumb, someone told me i was up
someone told me you were donе
i just only want the top when i really wanna f+ck
you can meet mе at the spot, turned yo boy to a son
turned yo boy to a— (ah, f+ck), turned yo boy to a son
p+ssy, i wanted it once, uh, talk all that sh+t, you ain’t none’
run up a clip on his life, i don’t got no one to trust
i don’t got no one to trust, i don’t got no one to trust

[instrumental break]
[chorus]
now we in our room, bad b+tch times two
i don’t really love the truth, now we steady sippin’ d’usse
give a f+ck on what you say, goin’ fifty on the highway
b+tches askin’ about my bae, give that p+ssy his own—
now we in our room, bad b+tch times two
i don’t really love the truth, now we steady sippin’ d’usse
give a f+ck on what you say, goin’ fifty on the highway
b+tches askin’ about my bae, give that p+ssy his own—

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