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neva gaf - midwxst lyrics

(hi dan)

[chorus]
[?] we run it up
got the gas, we gon’ roll it up
n*ggas talkin’, they not showin’ up
momma told me never give a f*ck
momma told me baby do not trust
these n*ggas, they don’t got good intentions
[?] stay the f*ck out my mentions, oh yeah

[verse]
my shooter come with a mag he don’t need a clip (don’t need a clip yeah)
gang and me gonna blow through the whole zip, oh yeah (zip, yeah)
my shooters when they shoot b*tch don’t miss, oh yeah (that b*tch don’t miss)
i still got some brothers that sip on tris, oh yeah (sip on tris)
all black fit on me like [?] like kiss[?], oh yeah
they bumpin’ all my songs like “d*mn this boy don’t miss”, oh no (this boy don’t miss)shsss
f*ck n*ggas [?] my life, like a cyst[?], yeah
i don’t even need a handout always been on that sh*t

[verse 2]
these n*ggas talking, talking they talking for show
told him come get his girl, why the f*ck she in my phone
n*ggas tryna copy me can’t clone
[?] the sh*t that i have done
n*ggas can’t [?]
putting this pain outside my [?]
i’m pullin’ up, i’m pullin’ up in the scat (i’m pullin’ up, yeah)
we pullin’ up in an suv and that b*tch all black (that b*tch all black yeah)
not steppin’ in no venue if that sh*t is low cap[?] (low cap yeah)
i told the game that i’m up now n*gga f*ck up next, oh yeah (f*ck up next)
[bridge]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
i’m really him (i’m really him)
i’m really him (i’m really him)
i’m really him (i’m really him, yeah)
i’m really him (i’m really him, yeah)

- midwxst lyrics

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