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prius - surf lyrics

[intro]
i’ma call her, i tell her i love her (ah*ha)
i be lying, i don’t even mean it (uh*uh)
if he running his mouth like a faucet (ha)
i’ma plug him or i’m leaving him leaking (yeah)
tell me, where do i begin? yeah
i’m tryna bag me a ten, yeah
i run it up with the gang, yeah
we finna go for the win (oh yeah)
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
(this is a $hmoney exclusive)

[chorus]
why would i cry in a prius? (why?)
i’d rather cry in a porsche (porsche)
i already got me a baddie (baddie)
why the h*ll would i want yours? (why?)
yеah, all of that beefing is dead (dead)
i leavе that boy at a morgue (bah)
why would i speak with the feds? (feds)
call up my phone, i ignore, yeah
why would i cry in a prius? (why?)
i get drunk and i call up maria (maria)
in a foreign, i’m in a two*seater (okay)
i be f*cking and i don’t even need her (no way)
i’ma call her, i tell her i love her (haha)
i be lying, i don’t even mean it (uh*uh)
if he running his mouth like a faucet (ha)
i’ma plug him or i’m leaving him leaking (yeah)
[verse]
tell me, where do i begin? yeah
i’m tryna bag me a ten, yeah
i run it up with the gang, yeah
we finna go for the win (oh yeah)
i want some cartier lens, huh (lens)
acne jeans, no skin (yeah)
yeah, i live this life of sin
i’m finna top my sh*t like sims (ha)
b*tch, i live up by the rim
and i ball like i’m o’neal (o’neal)
i get lonely, pop this pill
brand new ice and still no chill (no chill)
need my crib up in the hills (hills)
need my crib right next to pete (ah*ha)
how the h*ll you’re pushing p? (ah*ha)
but you know your pockets weak (ah*ha)
i know i’m different, know i’m popping, sh*t better than what you’re used to
and he not winning, no, he got his confidence right off of youtube
this 7.62 connect his head like it was bluetooth
all i care about is m*e
this m3 go vroom, vroom (vroom)

[chorus]
why would i cry in a prius? (why?)
i’d rather cry in a porsche (porsche)
i already got me a baddie (baddie)
why the h*ll would i want yours? (why?)
yeah, all of that beefing is dead (dead)
i leave that boy at a morgue (bah)
why would i speak with the feds? (feds)
call up my phone, i ignore, yeah
why would i cry in a prius? (why?)
i get drunk and i call up maria (maria)
in a foreign, i’m in a two*seater (okay)
i be f*cking and i don’t even need her (no way)
i’ma call her, i tell her i love her (haha)
i be lying, i don’t even mean it (uh*uh)
if he running his mouth like a faucet (ha)
i’ma plug him or i’m leaving him leaking (yeah)

- surf lyrics

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