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back from the dead - bernard jabs lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, ayy (all i really wanted was your love)
yeah, what? (that’s all i wanted)
yeah, ayy (your love)
ayy, yeah (i do this)
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
back from the dead like i’m chief keef
pretty ratchet b*tch, she like to f*ck to bang 3
this sh*t all i know, so this sh*t what i bleed
no, you can’t trust these ho’s, don’t tell a motherf*ckin’ thing
b*tch, i’m back from the dead like i’m chief keef (like i’m chief keef)
pretty ratchet b*tch, she like to f*ck to bang 3 (like to f*ck to bang 3)
this sh*t all i know, so this sh*t what i bleed
no, you can’t trust these ho’s, don’t tell a motherf*ckin’ thing, b*tch (motherf*ckin’ thing)
[verse 1]
ayy, wait, that’s just how it go
pimp b so rock and roll, mr. make her touch her toes
she wan’ be my girlfriend, but i know she a ho, ok
and the sh*t like that, i’on get it
pop a 20 then i get to itchin’
how the f*ck you come around pretendin’?
why the f*ck you always in my business?
why these b*tches messin’ up my vision?
i don’t wanna pull out whenever i’m in it
you not a big homie, lil’ n*gga, you a midget
i came out this way so you know i’ma get it
and f*ck all the talkin’, you should’ve been did it
i didn’t f*ck the b*tch, but i could’ve been did it
i’m trippin’

[verse 2]
b*tch, i feel like i’m chief sosa
i just got a check, i went balenci’ like i’m supposed to
don’t know what to do, don’t know what to say
you make the wrong move, you get shot in your face
she not my girl, but i’m callin’ her “bae”
and i’m lockin’ the door, she ain’t give no sp*ce, yeah
[outro]
throw that money though
not too friendly though
p*ssy boy go runnin’ though, d*mn
god d*mn, ayy
god d*mn
i can’t f*ck with shawty, she a bird

- bernard jabs lyrics

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