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teens - dvwrvth lyrics

[intro: nyora spouse & xxxtentacion]
(mama, quello’s going crazy again!)
uhh
i’m slumpin’ (stick)
slumpin’ (stick)
still slumpin’
(stick, stick, f*ck!)

[verse 1: nyora spouse & xxxtentacion]
chasing dreams that are bigger than me
only things that used to matter was p*ssy and tree (p*ssy and tree)
and praying that the racist cop won’t erase me
ignorance is still bliss, so no accountability
falling for the one girl, that i take the time to
text back (stick), or the facetime
i guess i backed the hoe, why you trying to back down
and n*gga i’m on my grind, you emotional, you cried
it’s the money over b*tches, headshots to any snitches
got your n*ggas digging ditches, you don’t wanna try me
all i roll this fire tree, all i sell is fire tree
broward got more drama then degrassi
see, you wasn’t therе from the start
you tryna hear cause i’m popping

[verse 2: xxxtentacion & dvwrvth]
uhh, lightskin b*tch
and shе look like keisha
had to queef on me so she look like keisha
your b*tch lil queesha
my b*tch sharkeisha
pack another hoe, and i hit her with denisha
and i pull out the d*ck
i got lots of hoes on me, i got lots of f*ckin bricks
stick, stick, i got money on me, homie
i pack a pistol, n*gga, if you want it, i get on me, whooh
get it off me, your b*tch drink your coffee, coffee
drink that p*ssy, slurp it like it’s coffee, toffee
i be talking to my n*ggas in the back of the lac
all my n*ggas with the triggers, we be pistol popping
i pull it out, don’t give no options (stick, stick, stick, haha, stick)
got your homie running, gunning all your homies down n*gga, ah! (stick, yuh ay! ay, yuh)
[verse 3: dvwrvth]
light skin b*tch looking rhodesian
light skin b*tch got me doing a seizure
yung lil b*tch pull up with the speaker
i f*ck that b*tch for my leisure
they say that i’m an overachiever
ice on my neck, i’m icy, like i’m a heater
i got that b*tch, in my contacts for my leisure
hope you come through as she gave me amnesia
got some 20’s round my neck, they say i gotta please you
say i ain’t shoot straight, b*tch, i aim for the neck
and i’ll bring the f*cking tech, i’ll get you wet
yeah i pull up in the lex, pull up, ay

- dvwrvth lyrics

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