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no follow-through - cubanito link lyrics

no follow*through, you a hype beast
love to cook that hype n*gga til comes time to eat
look at you, you were fishin savagely
said to me, “we should fish more”
i smiled happily, next week i call up
“yo lets get some snapper g”, “honestly, im not really free” call me next week
alright g, i’ll call up n see, what you bouta be
hit you up, “oh sh*t i got stuck in the laundry machine?”
really b? you gone hit me with that sh*t?
n*gga you a b*tch, never with the sh*t u always f*ckin flake
“alright bro go next time for sure” then u hit the brake
“my bad dude”, now i feel betrayed
thats thе third time
i hopped on discord, n*gga doin raids
suckin d*ck for guild masters bladе
or playin dino toys, with g*y ass rene
or f*ckin kids on that roblox game
no way, ……
no followthrough this n*gga a f*ckin b*tch
coulda a been a ho the way he sucks the d
coulda been a chef the way he eats the meat
said to me, “sorry bro im just not feelin’ it”
he says hes feeling sick, no, all you feel is d*ck

no followthrough, that’s the name of the track
this ain’t the only time
you did this back to back
and thats a fact, you a flake and
you take that sh*t bareback
no rubber, that means with no cover
d*ck lover, you just can’t recover
don’t bother, he just can’t stop he’ll just find another
mother f*cker, lay it on thick like some peanut b*tter
sucks that leche straight out the udder
enjoys that d*ck like its last supper
if vamps sucked on d*ck he’d be a bloodsucker
dont stop there nasty mother f*cker
blow his back out n drop em in the gutter
when it comes to d*ck he just can’t evade,,
even with $10thou on his prepaid, hed suck a d*ck for lemonade
buddy got a throat, swallow a hand grenade
probabl*ay, cause guys h*lla g*y
and that’s okay, but buddy atleast be clear as day
if you had three wishes prolly wish for a d*ck buffet
secondly to be filled with cum, call em milky way
third would be some p*ssy dont be led astray
it ain’t for him this n*gga, (huh)
coulda been a ho the way he sucks the d
coulda been a chef the way he eats the meat
said to me, “sorry bro im just not feelin’ it”
he says he’s feeling sick, no, all you feel is d*ck

im goin crazy, this coulda been us on the beat but ur too f*ckin lazy
its just a disstrack n*gga dont get sentimental
im detrimental on these instrumental
boys call me influential
spread just like the influenza
u can call me influenzer
i’m a go getter, make you be better
when i invite, just say never
don’t be a b*tch dont try to be clever, jus*

just say no..

- cubanito link lyrics

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