more - v2k lyrics
huh, haha
get in, get in, get in, get in
go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
push up, n*gga slide with me i might put you on
i cannot hang ‘round none of these n*ggas y’all n*ggas gon’ scare the hoes
tired of n*ggas, like
ball on n*ggas, like
punch on n*ggas, like
boss on n*ggas, like huh yea’
laugh at these n*ggas, like
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
like why he b*tchin’, bout a b*tch that im not worried bout
get that n*gga out my face, or he can die up in this b*tch yea’
i keep that .9 up on my hip yea’
i don’t know where im goin’ b*tch, i hope i see you thеre
trap up in the mornin’, b*tch its smoke up in thе air
tell them n*ggas, “not going, b*tch not going for none of that”
choppa’ hit his neck
i know that b*tch, she want my soul, but she can’t have it
i bet’ not get caught with that pole, while i’m in traffic
my bro hardly just copped some golds, its finna get active
my twin hardly just copped some golds, its finna get active
i know yo’ b*tch see my sh*t pop up on instagram
when they play my sh*t they be like, “d*mn i hate those kids”
push up on that n*gga like a walkin’ atm
if yo’ b*tch sing my sh*t, then you already know what it is
already know what it is
b*tch, i don’t know what’s the deal
i cannot say the same sh*t i just said, a million times
i cannot hang around these n*ggas they gon’ k!ll the vibe
like why you b*tchin’ bout a b*tch that im not worried bout
laugh at these n*ggas like, ha ha
ahh
tired of n*ggas, like
ball on n*ggas, like
punch on n*ggas, like
boss on n*ggas, like huh yea’
laugh at these n*ggas, like
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
most of these n*ggas ok yea’
like did i mention, i don’t like n0body around me, but for you girl i might let you in
so tell them n*ggas, get from round you, girl im crazy i might tweak out and just get em k!lled
can’t go outside, im ? bandit, im ? bandit
she wan’ slide she gettin active, she taste fantastic
she ?
turn hand to ashes, turn hand to ashes
my treesh say, “sometimes boy its mainly hard to trust you
‘cause you only hang around b*tches thats tryna’ f*ck you”
“come on baby, why you act like this, is this what we’ve come to? yea’
get in, get in, get in
these n*ggas tryna’ disrespect, i push up on that b*tch and watch his head crack
that b*tch a sped pack, my shooter in the whip like “are we there yet?”
i thought you said that
im talking bout imma land at
where imma land at
im out my body, i can’t stand it, these b*tches landed
you better not try it, i can’t manage
b*tch, i can’t manage
im out my mind, im feelin’ manic
im feelin’ manic
im out my body, b*tch im crashin
lean got me crashin, this ho she crashin
girl just come with me, we can go to sp*ce yea’
girl just come with me, we can go to sp*ce yea’
girl just come with me, we can go to sp*ce yea’
girl just come with me, we can go to sp*ce yea’
that’s it?
oh sh*t
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