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no stress! - fukksailor lyrics

intro:
z*z*zyrom
woah…

chorus:
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead

verse:
y’all some broke motherf*ckers talking sh*t til i pull up
b*tch i came from the bottom, now yo b*tch hittin me up?
i don’t wanna wanna f*cking talk b*tch you know i had enough
telling me dat i’m a capper, p*ssyboy don’t test your luck
i told that b*tch to leave me ‘lone
p*ssyboy im in my zone
i be filling up my cone
i be getting all this dough
i be f*cking on yo hoe
put a bullet in yo bro
i be movin all this snow
i hit yo b*tch up for some blow
pull up all black, you know we got all that
all yo sh*t wack, yo b*tch likin my pics back
told him get back, f*ggot finna get wacked
he ain’t got sh*t back, rob his ass i did that
talkin sh*t?
talkin sh*t?
p*ssyboy be talkin sh*t
pull up quick
on his b*tch
f*ck her mouth then imma dip
i be balling like im kobe
she say that she know me
acting h*lla phony
b*tch just leave me lonely
chorus:
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b*tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead

- fukksailor lyrics

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