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he done - izaya tiji lyrics

(ay yo ian)
[chorus]
he better run or he done
trappin right in here, he learnin
“i am a fan”, he get touched
serving them beans, cvs
big bands, n*gga, know we gon’ stretch
[?] he was a hot boy now he dead
keep it look like it right to my bae
freak a lil fresh but they call me your dad
they playing with me, had to go get a taste
slayworld, n*gga, you know the rest
paid me just to feel the touch
and they ain’t serving crack rocks
d*mn that boy might get popped
leave your brains all on the sidewalk
in thе beamer m3 can’t get caught
shе suck me up and i go too far
i go from state to state just like my frauds
she gon’ do a job then i let her off
want me to stay a while
these b*tches is way too wild
he get wet up just like the nile
yeah they biting on me like crocodile
he think that he look nice
can’t even get a check
i don’t do that talking sh*t
leave him illiterate
got these tats on my neck she gon’ l!ck
and my [?] gotta hold the bl!ck
it get to dangerous
leave him inanimate
[?] him, don’t count no fist
run up, he gon get bl!cked
give me that, you don’t need your b*tch
floor the linc but keep that bl!ck
x pills don’t hit enough
try to be on a rush
sippin’ that f*ckin’ blood
tell my kid [?]
[verse]
she wanna f*ck on me, cause my money doin’ handstands
i said she gon’ f*ck on me and she don’t even know my name man
she can come with me, but she know that she cannot stay man
she gon’ suck my d*ck, cause she know that’s an obligation
you know i’m a hot boy, get that money no vacation
say he want a verse, but he broke, it don’t make sense
i say “f*ck the xan”, had to start eating them percys
had to that, man, had to really do him dirty
i got a new glock now these n*ggas start avertin’
i can’t f*ck with you, i can not f*ck with these earthlings
(tag)
(yeah man)
[chorus]
he better run or he done
trappin right in here, he learnin
“i am a fan”, he get touched
serving them beans, cvs
big bands, n*gga, know we gon’ stretch
[?] he was a hot boy, now he dead
keep it look like it right to my bae
freak a lil fresh but they call me your dad
they playing with me, had to go get a taste
slayworld, n*gga, you know the rest
paid me just to feel the touch
and they ain’t serving crack rocks
d*mn that boy might get popped
leave your brains all on the sidewalk
in the beamer m3 can’t get caught
she suck me up and i go too far
i go from state to state just like my frauds
she gon’ do a job then i let her off
want me to stay a while
these b*tches is way too wild
he get wet up just like the nile
yeah they biting on me like crocodile
he think that he look nice
can’t even get a check
i don’t do that talking sh*t
leave him illiterate
got these tats on my neck she gon’ l!ck
and my [?] gotta hold the bl!ck

- izaya tiji lyrics

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