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solo cypher - lil kayla lyrics

look
these hoes not f*ckin with me n*gga on my momma blood

rip nut still remember everything you taught us
see us getting money now b*tch don’t call us
edd got all these hoes swearing they ballers
i been hitting the road for that sh*t and that’s on mommas

if you don’t f*ck with me then why the f*ck i’m being brought up?
ten bands down the drain, i’m trynna clean my lil charge up
saks fifth, and neiman marcus trynna swipe these cards up
i seen three of my n*ggas at nine star finna get caught up (d*mn)

we got hunnids we got fifties we got dubs in here
me and my b*tches dripped down b*tch it’s a flood in herе
between me and ty you know we got that mud in hеre, big blunts in here and if my n*ggas near you know it’s guns in here

what’s the tea? i heard you b*tches out here sharing bags
you hoes ain’t poppin in real life ya’ll taking care of tags
keeping receipts so ya’ll could take a pic and take it back
you gotta do all that? you should’ve left that sh*t where it was at, aye

i ain’t been f*cking with these n*ggas i been laying back
but its this one n*gga i want and we been playing tag
was too excited and f*cked it up, d*mn, that’s my bad
i ain’t gone ever f*ck it up again, he take me back
d*mn! i done let this n*gga turn me to a simp
stupid b*tch, what the f*ck you doing? posed to be a pimp
d*mn i slipped, f*ck a n*gga feelings posed to be keep it lit
player sh*t, on a n*gga get that d*ck and the you dip aye

could always have him in my court don’t get it wrong silly
but i ain’t trynna give these n*ggas sh*t they want from me
i got a n*gga doing time that’s coming home to me
if i go broke i got some n*ggas bringing loafs to me aye

i got a n*gga that’s gone come behind my wrong doing
i got a n*gga make me feel it in my soul n*gga
i got a n*gga all he want to do is throat p*ssy
really wouldn’t need a man if i could eat my own p*ssy, b*tch

at union square i’m trynna find some drip on a b*tch
this rap sh*t been bringing in them chips, f*ck a hit
n*gga, f*ck a hit aye but i’ll still run up in some sh*t

aye

why the f*ck these b*tches always speaking on me d*mn
i don’t even want yo n*gga i was f*cking on his friend

hi moded
could always have my patna get yo man
but what the f*ck you was gone do b*tch even if it was yo man
i’m just saying
all ya’ll b*tches betta pipe down
i got enough money to get yo gang wiped out
i’m sending b*tches home early street lights out
then i’ll go and call me *** up and eat or suck my life out

every time i’m with that n*gga make him eat eat
just dropped a four up in this fanta b*tch i can’t see
all these drugs i gotta take just to get sleep

it’s still money on the m rip c, b*tch

- lil kayla lyrics

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