spaced out - international jefe lyrics
[chorus: international jefe]
yeah, uh, sp*ced out, yeah
hit her from the back, f*ck around and pull her lace out, yeah
i was just broke, i’m havin’ funds now, yeah
i can tell these n*ggas down bad, they out of funds now
caught him lackin’ at the mall without his gun, wow
[verse 1: international jefe]
yeah, i’m a bad*b*tch*getter
itchy*trigger*finger n*gga
ridin’ through my city, yeah
michael jackson jacket, yeah
i got n*ggas bl**dy
i got n*ggas crippin’
when i talk they listen (listen)
yeah, lil b*tch, ooh, drippin’ (huh?)
uh, yeah, drippin’ ([?])
yeah, b*tch, i’m drippin’ (drippin’)
i’m rockin’ rick owens, yeah
i got a bad ho, yeah
i’m ’bout to f*ck her out, yeah
i’m like an igloo, yeah (yeah, let’s go)
[interlude: international jefe]
let me (let’s go, yeah)
let me in this motherf*cker (hey)
[chorus: international jefe]
yeah, uh, sp*ced out, yeah
hit her from the back, f*ck around and pull her lace out, yeah
i was just broke, i’m havin’ funds now, yeah
i can tell these n*ggas down bad, they out of funds now
[verse 2: international jefe]
okay (ooh)
too many diamonds, i feel like a lake, yeah (ah)
i’m ’bout to fill up the bank, yeah (bank, bank)
i put them racks in the safe, yeah (racks)
i’m ’bout to go in the wraith, yeah (woo)
i’m not a regular ape, yeah (ape)
bentley gigantic, yeah (gigantic)
this water titanic, uh (woo)
[?] (ah)
put me in the bentley (uh)
ridin’ in the six*speed
my chain cost one*sixty (yeah, yeah)
i’m in this b*tch with carti (b*tch, b*tch)
i got two bad barbies (yeah)
f*ck her on the backseat (got it)
yeah, ride it like harley (b*tch*ass b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
feds tryin’ to raid my house (yeah, yeah)
n*gga had to change his route (yeah, yeah)
why n*ggas keep chasin’ clout? (ah, ah)
steady talkin’, they runnin’ they mouth
drop the top on your ho (facts, yeah)
n*gga, [?], yeah (vroom)
i got a hundred in the tote (hundred)
n*gga, play [?] then you float, ha (yeah)
[verse 3: ken car$on]
i got a hundred pairs of ricks (yeah)
i got a hundred pairs of b*tches (i got)
i got a hundred pairs of sticks (i got)
f*ck around, n*gga, get you hit (f*ck)
i’ma go f*ck on your b*tch (yeah)
give a f*ck who you bang with (yeah)
2900 gang sh*t (oh, yeah)
2900 flame sh*t (oh, yeah)
it ain’t no sh*ts i ain’t with (what?)
it ain’t no l!cks i ain’t hit (huh?)
it ain’t a b*tch i ain’t hit (nah)
f*ck around, get your tongue split (yeah)
[chorus: international jefe]
yeah, uh, sp*ced out, yeah
hit her from the back, f*ck around and pull her lace out, yeah
i was just broke, i’m havin’ funds now, yeah
i can tell these n*ggas down bad, they out of funds now
caught him lackin’ at the mall without his gun, wow
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