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unregrettable - pasto flocco lyrics

[intro]
balling hard, check the shot clock
yeah we finna make a movie with the gang you know we gon’ pop out
late night up in the party, you know we lit, got the thots out
we in the front together i stay with the gang cuz’ you know that the ops out
they be talking on my name cuz’ they just want clout
for the n*ggas in the back, gotta say that sh*t loud
he don’t really want beef he don’t know what i’m about
[?] what she say?
she be running her mouth

[hook]
they be asking me where i be buying my clothes
tell em i don’t know (yeah)
spent two bands on a coat
only my brothеrs they breaking the codе
i don’t got time for a f*ck n*gga, i don’t got time for no bullsh*t
dissing the gang, if you run up you know we got choppas n*gga oh they look like a pool stick
oh your shawty she drooling
oh we solving the cube like a rubix
for the money anything i do it
b*tch i’m grabbing that [?]
he wanna be like me, copy my movements
i know she was lying her senses not fluent
hit up the plug and you know he moving
got your b*tch in the room and you know that i’m scr*w*ng

[chorus]
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i don’t wanna do
lot of sh*t that i did, i just gotta do
finna get me some money and hop in the bentley, i’m just gonna hop in the coupe
i got your hoe on my body, you mad cuz’ she know the vibes she know what to do (yeah)
she wanna chill with me, she wanna pull up and come to the stu’
clothes light, don’t get bags
she off the cannabis, she off the mass (oh yeah, yeah)

[verse]
pockets so fat like rod wave
got the trap phone blinging like all day
[?] like that on some balmain’s
oh she holding me down like some palmate
i got the magic this sh*t rick and morty
all of these b*tches is boring
all of these n*ggas annoying
i don’t gotta talk about my b*tches that’s foreign
angelic power ranger, n*gga i’m morphing
b*tch i’m winning the game and he throwing white flags, oh that n*gga he forfeit

[chorus]
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i don’t wanna do
lot of sh*t that i did, i just gotta do
finna get me some money and hop in the bentley, i’m just gonna hop in the coupe
i got your hoe on my body, you mad cuz’ she know the vibes she know what to do (yeah)
she wanna chill with me, she wanna pull up and come to the stu’
clothes light, don’t get fat
she off the cannabis, she off the mass (oh yeah)

[bridge]
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i don’t wanna do
lot of sh*t that i did, i just gotta do
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i thought i won’t do
lot of sh*t that i did, i don’t wanna do
lot of sh*t that i did, i just gotta do

[outro]
balling hard, check the shot clock
yeah we finna make a movie with the gang you know we gon’ pop out
late night up in the party, you know we lit, got the thots out
we in the front together i stay with the gang cuz’ you know that the ops out
they be talking on my name cuz’ they just want clout
for the n*ggas in the back, gotta say that sh*t loud
he don’t really want beef he don’t know what i’m about
[?] what she say?
she be running her mouth

- pasto flocco lyrics

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