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patek - lil bruh gwop lyrics

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[intro]
patrickxblue:
yeeeaaaaaaaaah! (oh nooo)
yeah, yeah
hard times got a n*gga, in all black (all black)
hard times got a n*gga, ready to jack
i hit a l!ck i need to quit but i can’t stop (no, no no)
no i won’t stop, cuz’ i get that drop

bad lil b*tch, she from ireland (ireland!!!)
she said she love me because i’m so stylin’ (stylin’!)
don’t give a f*ck about yo’ momma (whoa)
might just f*ck her straight from behind (uh)
look at my shoes, they are designer (drip!)
look at my pants, they are designer (drip!)
look at my shirt, they are designer (drip!)
look at my wrist, it’s patek

[chorus]
patrickxblue:
what is the point of all of this? (what is the point of all of this?)
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? (ooohh, yeah!) no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? (ooohh, yeah!) no i cannot trust a…
(ooohh, yeah!)
what is the point of all of this? (what is the point of all of this?)
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? (ooohh, yeah!) no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? (ooohh, yeah!) no i cannot trust a…
(ooohh, yeah!)

[verse 1]
lil bruh gwop:
what is the point of all of this? huh?
patek up on my wrist
uh, big bag up on my hip, she gon’ talk that sh*t again
even whether right or wrong, might just turn her out again
but i cannot trust a, b*tch
i got 40 in the lyft, same reason i’m her mans
she gon’ freak me in the benz’
cuz’ patek up on my wrist, me & pat gon’ set the trend
they trippin’ off what i spend, my features is 10 bands
just look at what’s on my wrist, brand new prada on my b*tch
heard em’ talkin’ all that sh*t, them records don’t make cents
and i never need a b*tch, that’s a push*to*start
baby bless your heart, we been here from the start

[chorus]
what is the point of all of this?
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? no i cannot trust a…

what is the point of all of this?
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? no i cannot trust a…
(ooohh, yeah!) (ooohh, yeah!)

[verse 2]
patrickxblue:
cart is empty and i’m lit
and that just don’t match
put two & two together now i’m back in the trap (back in the traaap!)
h*ll na, i ain’t sell no weed
naw i’m selling that ass
h*ll na i can’t f*ck with her if she ain’t making no cash
and i can’t fail to hit the top of the charts
young with a heart and i survive off of street smarts
play with me i’ll slide inside the dark
bust ahead the door clips away
let em’ know that i don’t play

[chorus]
patrickxblue:
what is the point of all of this?
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? no i cannot trust a…

what is the point of all of this?
huh? patek up on my wrist
uh, designer on my b*tch (uh)
can i trust a n*gga? no, i cannot trust a b*tch
uh, can i trust a n*gga? no i cannot trust a…

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