lost remix - ka$hdami lyrics
[traceylovepecuilar}
she want me and i don’t want her
n*ggas hate on me cause my money longer
xan got me sky*walker
it’s [?] so i ain’t even love her
so you know i had to f*ckin’ dub her
we f*ck, she don’t want to use the rubber
send her home, she caught a f*ckin’ uber
that was yo’ b*tch so i had to use her
d*mn it, luna!
that was yo’ b*tch so i had to take it
smoking gas, roll the f*ckin’ paper
[?] he walk with a [?]
my b*tches shine, in the f*ckin’ dark
i got a .9, he don’t wanna [?]
he want a line, imma have to tax
he smokin’ mid, not no f*ckin’ thrax
she just want lovе, i’m a f*ckin’ [?]
i’m on a trip, boy, i stay relaxed
i’m gonna smoke this gas, till’ my lungs collapsе
you wanted exotic so i had to [?]
i’m f*cking yo’ b*tch and i’m giving her back
gas, n*gga, flexing the [?]
i hop in that coupe, and you know i’m so [?]
f*ck up that money, then bounce back
break that b*tch off like a f*ckin’ kit*kat
claiming he gang, but he not with that
[ka$hdami]
(fa, fa, fa)
shawty so bad, tell her come over
b*tch, i’m high, i can’t be sober
riding in a stolen rover
f*ck 12, i cannot pull over (on god)
b*tch, what the f*ck, my tank on e (fa, fa, fa)
now i’m running from the d*mn police
if it’s up, then it’s stuck on me
glock 9 with the f*cking beam
shawty so bad, and she from chicago
you know that i’m putting in work, no trabajo
ten toes down, n*gga, that’s my motto
glock get to singing like demi lovato
rip dj, my f*cking hermano
you know i’m skipping classes with my b*tch (on god)
you know this fn blasting for my b*tch
he wanna [?], imma text him the ‘zip (fa, fa)
but f*ck all of that, i was in school had to zip up my duffle bag
you n*ggas fu, i say ask him “what’s up with that”
shawty so bad so you know that i’m cuffing that
i spend a band imma make it right back
i spend a band imma make it right back (fa, fa)
i spend a band imma make it right ba*
shawty so bad, tell her come over
b*tch, i’m high, i can’t be sober
riding in a stolen rover
f*ck 12, i cannot pull over
b*tch, what the f*ck, my tank on e
now i’m running from the d*mn police
if it’s up, then it’s stuck on me
glock 9 with the f*cking beam
shawty so bad, and she from chicago
you know that i’m putting in work, no trabajo
ten toes down, n*gga, that’s my motto
glock get to singing like demi lovato
rip dj, my f*cking hermano
you know i’m skipping classes with my b*tch
you know this fn blasting for my b*tch
he wanna [?], imma text him the ‘zip
but fu*
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