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3.afterschool/afterparty - twentythree808 lyrics

(2 3,2 3,2 3,2 3,2 3)
(you cannot see, what)
(yea, yea, yea, yea)

(lil b*tch)

b*tch you ain’t heard this before
might see me out of control
inside i woken my soul
motherf*ck what you done known
man f*ck all of you folks
all on clothes like it’s unknown
n*gga sounding like i heard this before
n*ggas praying for two seaters
(aye)
and that n*gga pride like yeezus
(aye)
i don’t do molly or xan
can’t give a f*ck if you don’t understand
can’t give a f*ck about your clan

(wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)

(n*gga i ain’t even done)
(ice me out b*tch)
(turn the f*ck up)
(aye, aye, aye, aye)

[lord goddee]

(2 3, 2 3, 2 3)
(what, what, what)
(turn the f*ck up)

young n*gga moving with plans
that lil b*tch think i’m her man’s
b*tch i f*ck and pass
(aye)

[twentythree808]

i remembеr back in class i used to rock with a bad b*tch
(aye)
man i was a odd toddler
and a n*gga wеren’t bothered
(aye)
cause you know it’s elite
(aye)
and my voice is sweet
i’d like your momma all on my sheets
might just do something about this
she know i’m all about hits
hence her always hitting l!cks
i am from nowhere with this
i has no hope for this sh*t
so f*cked up i had to own up to this
(turn the f*ck up)

give me the glock i go john wick
twentythree baby i’m in the 90’s
you steady hanging around with the grimiest
off with your flows
i’m on a roll
i’m on that
i do this on my own
pr*ne to ain’t being with you
i do it all by my rules
can’t f*ck with none of you fools
these n*ggas holding the block with no clue

(ouhh)

these n*ggas holding up the block with no clue

(what)

twentythree baby i’m in the 90’s

(what)

(turn the f*ck up)
(aye, aye, aye, aye)

give me the glock i go john wick
twentythree baby i’m in the 90’s
you steady hanging around with the grimiest
off with your flows

(turn the f*ck up)
(aye, aye, aye, aye)

i’m on a roll
i’m on that
i do this on my own
pr*ne to ain’t being with you
i do it all by my rules
can’t f*ck with none of you fools
these n*ggas holding the block with no clue

(ouhh, huhh)

these n*ggas holding up the block with no clue

(what)

- twentythree808 lyrics

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