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bink - bshr lyrics

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[w.e.d]
caught up in the room, yeah i caught up with my slimes
we be packin’ bags, yeah we pack ’em like a thine
i runnin’ from my opps but i’m runnin’ out of time
i’m stackin’ up my bread, yeah i stay up on my grind

[bshr]
f*ck yo’ b*tch eat the beat… yeah i dine
that lil’ b*tch can’t take the meat… yeah she whine
save a b*tch, you built that hoe… frankenstein
see me when i’m comin’ through… my body shine (aye)

[c rich]
i like my packs sour man… lemon lime
that girl my little homie man… she my slime

[b*tta]
i came up from the dirt yeah… grit and grimе
i murdered this beat… it’s a crimе
these boys not on my level… they gotta climb

[bshr]
i f*cked yo b*tch, i flip her over… i break her spine
i know i took her from you bro… but she not mine
she asked me can she stay the night… yes i do mind
lil’ b*tch you just got d*ck for free… so why you cryin’?

[w.e.d]
you runnin’ out of shots man… you in a bind
we breakin’ out the pack yeah… snort up a line

[c rich]
that n*gga is a rat man… call him 6ix9ine

i’m on my tarzan sh*t man… i’m on a vine
swingin’ through the trees and sh*t… seein’ green
high up off the gas man… is this a dream?

[bshr]
i know yo’ hoe she miss me
i got more for this beat
i can’t f*ck this hoe no more, her p*ssy smell fish, stink
she gon’ take a sip, clink
pull up with the ice from johnny, and you know that sh*t on fleek

[w.e.d]
we be up on k!llin’ sh*t, what the f*ck did you think?
runnin’ like faucet yeah, like a f*ckin’ sink

we got yo’ boy slidin’ like he in a rink
his body in the car, man that sh*t is gonna reek
put three holes in his body yeah… bink, bink, bink
[bshr]
platinum on my chain, while that boy be rockin’ zinc
only f*ck the baddest b*tches, yeah that p*ssy pink
come and suck my d*ck hoe, come and take a drink

[w.e.d]
he actin’ like a rat yeah… like a mink
stab ‘im in the back yeah… with the shink
his body on the ground now… it gonna leak
his shawty hit me up now… she a freak

[c rich]
yeah she a freak with me she suckin’ on some d*ck
i’m layin’ n*ggas down, yeah i’m on my john wick

[bshr]
pass it back but we don’t switch
it ain’t sweet but yeah, i’m rich

comin’ through just like i do, i do it quick
you a b*tch, boy you morty and i’m rick
i hit yo’ b*tch, she took a l!ck

she do it quick, now she gotta dip
she got the tip, but i don’t give her tip
i need the lip, but i don’t need the lip
hop in the whip and i keep me a grip
[w.e.d]
i got the keys, but i’m not in my crib
after i nut… we gon have to split
you not even my girl… don’t even trip

we hit the door… you gonna strip
hand me the bong… i take a rip

we take a rip, i’m high now
we just flipped say, “bye” now

[bshr]
she suckin’ d*ck like right now
she on my b*lls like wipeout
i’mma erase you… white out
haters so mad, like “why, how?”

[w.e.d]
he is a b*tch you know how he pout
i’m gettin bread… he’s gotta scout
i get that wet while you in a drought
she f*ck the team… it’s a tryout

i take a bean… while i’m en route

- bshr lyrics

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