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faggots - kuntfetish lyrics

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[pre*chorus]
play wit’ my money and i’m on your ass, b*tch
don’t want you b*tches, you b*tches is catfish
i post a pic, but your b*tch double tap it
do a lot of things, i’m not just a rap b*tch
she get on top and she told me to smack it
i tell her no, you b*tches is f*ggots

[chorus]
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
[post*chorus]
why you tryna split a bean? i need the whole thing
why you tryna sip the syrup? you ‘on’t even lean
why you wanna get with me? b*tch, i be cheatin’
you shoulda listened when they told you about me

[verse]
stick a move, don’t try to get around
tread lightly, lil’ b*tch, i don’t think you wanna drown
how you stay rough with me, b*tch, you never been down
got a bad b*tch with me, yeah, she from out of town
look in the mirror, i’m checkin’ my lipstick
i got the strap, so i walk with a limp, b*tch
worry ’bout you, b*tch, don’t worry ’bout me
put this on your tongue, try not to od
i got the map, just needed the key
i got the words, just needed the beat
finna sl*t this b*tch out
b*tches want clout, i put d*ck in they mouth
got a bad b*tch, yeah, she from the south
she f*ck me good while i chill on the couch
she cook for me, i ain’t missin’ no meals
she tweakin’ out, i told her be still

[pre*chorus]
play wit’ my money and i’m on your ass, b*tch
don’t want you b*tches, you b*tches is catfish
i post a pic, but your b*tch double tap it
do a lot of things, i’m not just a rap b*tch
she get on top and she told me to smack it
i tell her no, you b*tches is f*ggots
[chorus]
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i woke up high, i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch
i don’t relapse, b*tch

[post*chorus]
why you tryna split a bean? i need the whole thing
why you tryna sip the syrup? you ‘on’t even lean
why you wanna get with me? b*tch, i be cheatin’
you shoulda listened when they told you about me

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