lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

cant hang wit me - dtay59 lyrics

Loading...

[intro]
huh uh, real slime sh*t i can’t trust n0body these n*ggas ain’t been there for me
n*gga talk crazy, get put on that screen
said she wanna go out buy her cart on*

(suck my d*ck b*tch)
(raf, raf)

[chorus]
(uh, huh, uh, uh)
huh, n*gga wanna bring up some dumb sh*t
only cause the mobb said he can’t hang
and i tote this scope’ n*gga bust yo brain
we gon’ run 5 drills cause a n*gga can’t bang

why i break yo heart? cause this sh*t getting lame
don’t feel bad for me you can’t feel my pain
we gon’ bust his brain if he think bout’ sn*tching my godd*mn chain
nih*n*ggas know how we get down, on gang

[bridge]
tha*that hoe made for the streets i can tell by the way that she look in my eyes off frain
i’m on a purge my white*t stained
that my hoe but she ain’t my main

got a glock tucked n*gga f*ck yo thang
and my bro locked up free lil’ s sh*t lame
can’t love no hoe my trust gon drain
real slime sh*t i can’t trust no uh
[verse 1]
real slime sh*t i can’t trust n0body these n*ggas ain’t been there for me
n*gga talk crazy, get put on that screen
said she wanna go out, buy her cart on shein
and the money coming spending all my green
n*gga i ain’t no hoe, i ain’t saying sorry
and her back get blown like a birthday cake at my lil brothers birthday party

[verse 2]
hop in the whip we gon crash in that rari’ (rari on god)
n*gga get put on that t.v
sometimes i feel like you don’t even need me (why?)
a.t.p lil’ b*tch just leave me (yah)

we catch a opp make a n*gga disappear just like houdini
bipolar as f*ck ion wanna be mean (what?)
pour my cup with some muh’f*ckin lean
and free baby owoah, give a f*ck bout yo team

[verse 3: envy jc]
huh, yeah she f*cked them n*ggas for real
if he keep talking down he get k!lled
[?] too fast b*tch i’m real
miss my dog yeah he gave me chills

i can’t top i need me a mill yeah
sorry i can’t feel ya
pockets too fat yeah they filled yeah
[verse 4]
huh yeah, but i don’t wanna see her
she want all of me b*tch i leave her
b*tch i’m fast just like cheetah
please don’t clown me, i don’t need ya
i’m finna smoke hunnids of [?] ya
huh ah, huh*

[chorus]
huh, n*gga wanna bring up some dumb sh*t
only cause the mobb said he can’t hang
and i tote this scope’ n*gga bust yo brain
we gon’ run 5 drills cause a n*gga can’t bang

why i break yo heart? cause this sh*t getting lame
don’t feel bad for me you can’t feel my pain
we gon’ bust his brain if he think bout’ sn*tching my godd*mn chain
nih*n*ggas know how we get down, on gang

[verse 1]
tha*that hoe made for the streets i can tell by the way that she look in my eyes off frain
i’m on a purge my white*t stained
that my hoe but she ain’t my main

got a glock tucked n*gga f*ck yo thang
and my bro locked up free lil’ s sh*t lame
can’t love no hoe my trust gon drain

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...