change ya life - reefuh lyrics
[chorus]
hatin’, eating d*ck like it’s finna change your life (it’s not)
his ass a easy pick, got poked, p1 with a knife
he a b*tch then i’m on that breezy sh*t, beat bad, can’t see enough to drive
drank lean then i’m on that sleepy sh*t, i could care less if i’m high
i could care less if you win, i could care less if you thrive
on the rocks, what the f*ck is a gin? gen5 finna bust his pipes
yo, stick to your b*tch, b*tton cl!ck, flip the script, grr
[verse 1]
geeked up, throw a perc back, he switched sides, where the bowtie?
you special to me, you should know that, i thought the sh*t was implied
not cuffed, but push a ho back, she eat d*ck ’til hеr throat dry
in the cut, rockin’ a throwback, this was kobe bean in his primе
don’t waste no time tryna be me, wouldn’t waste no time tryna be ya
tryna wave at your mom on the tv, d*mn, twin, pray to god they free ya
ferragamo everything, this cc, pump fake, f*ckboy, that’s a bb
in the car like, “d*mn, if she leave me,” finna pop this b*tches tires
ruth chris? what the f*ck? this is zaxby’s
low*end, now the ho get sassy
f*ck green, boy, the sh*t so trashy
i’m in a benz, it’s a race, i’ma lap ’em
touch twenty racks, oh my god, so happy
push up b*tch, let the drac’ start clapping
ar*15 with ’bout ten*somehtin’ attachments
break the wood down, with the gang it’s a ration or somethin’
[chorus]
hatin’, eating d*ck like it’s finna change your life (it’s not)
his ass a easy pick, got poked, p1 with a knife
he a b*tch then i’m on that breezy sh*t, beat bad, can’t see enough to drive
drank lean then i’m on that sleepy sh*t, i could care less if i’m high
i could care less if you win, i could care less if you thrive
on the rocks, what the f*ck is a gin? gen5 finna bust his pipes
yo, stick to your b*tch, b*tton cl!ck, flip the script, grr
[verse 2]
discombobulate the 8*ball, geeked up, done went awol
skrrt, skrrt, burn the paint off tires, ooh, ooh
pitch the percocet like baseball, i could probably train y’all
flocka be the flame, dog, fye
hundred bands in the rolls royce
ayy, gang, f*ck life, man, it’s no joy
boy, i’d rather drop dots on them ho boys
and i’m big breaded up like a po’ boy
sh*t, i ain’t wanna do it, it was no choice
rick owens everything that i know, boy
and i pop pillsbury dope, boy
ar with a d*mn muzzle choke, boy
[chorus]
hatin’, eating d*ck like it’s finna change your life (it’s not)
his ass a easy pick, got poked, p1 with a knife
he a b*tch then i’m on that breezy sh*t, beat bad, can’t see enough to drive
drank lean then i’m on that sleepy sh*t, i could care less if i’m high
i could care less if you win, i could care less if you thrive
on the rocks, what the f*ck is a gin? gen5 finna bust his pipes
yo, stick to your b*tch, b*tton cl!ck, flip the script, grr
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