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left on read - cole myer & yung grady lyrics

we really did it, we can do anything that we want, yeah
i told you, you ain’t gotta lie, there’s no reason to stunt, yeah
you ain’t gotta lie, please don’t put on a front
yeah, i know i’ve been him, i’ve been him since the jump
got me feelin’ like yung grady, benihana’s f*ckin’ lunch
we done graduated, i done got myself out that rut
i’m throwing fours up in this b*tch, yeah, you know they up and stuck
i don’t even wanna talk, lil’ b*tch, your ass been out of luck
go and singin’ lullaby, i give your b*tch just what she want
got some prada, gucci, loui, but i bought her saint laurent

you gon’ turn up for a week, f*ck it turn up for the month (f*ck, f*ck)
if it’s really up to me, i’ll do anything i want, godd*mn
walk up in this b*tch, i’m feelin’ like the man, godd*mn
i am him, lil’ b*tch, you know that’s who i am, godd*mn
you will never catch me f*ckin’ with a fan, godd*mn
choppa up, it’s gonna bust, it’s gonna blam, godd*mn

how the f*ck i carry 30,000 in my hands
we ain’t finna get married, we ain’t goin’ to j*pan
ridin’ with the tank on e, how the f*ck the b*tch gon’ hate on me
and i kick her out, she can’t stay with me
she said this sh*t fake and it is make*believe
i don’t know that cornball, he a b*tch and he ain’t came with me
every day i’m gettin’ f*ckin’ paid, this sh*t amazin’ me
sendin’ shots at me, they miss, but i swear they grazin’ me
but that sh*t ain’t phasin’ me
that sh*t gonna f*ck up my head, get the f*ck out my car, we can f*ck in my bed
i cannot hear what the f*ck the b*tch said, she talkin’ to me, but i left her on read
left her on read, there ain’t comin’ back from that sh*t
we up up on the field, we runnin’ through and we go in for blitz
why the f*ck he hop up on the mic? knowing d*mn well, he gon’ f*ckin’ miss
and i’m only selling mids, we can f*ck, but we can never kiss

- cole myer yung grady lyrics

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