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issue - vvs milano ft. westen & royal brayan lyrics

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[verse 1: vvs milano]

aye, aye, aye
f-ck out my face if you ain’t talking bands tho
married to the money, n-gga f-ck all these d-mn hoes
flipped up the brick yea we kickin out the bando
if a n-gga talking yea i hit em like i’m rambo
n-gga talking sh-t but he ain’t bout the bands tho
pull up in a sp-ceship i ain’t f-cking with no lame hoes
yeah i hit it from the back, yeah i beat those
b-tch i want the neck i don’t eat hoes
n-gga got an issue then a n-gga get pressed
choppa on my lap turn the scene to a mess
yeah i’m bout my paper n-gga i don’t need to stress
n-ggas talking sh-t but they ain’t want no [?]
your girl call my phone yeah she acting dramatic
she got a big booty yea i had to go smack it
hop in the coupe i told her girl just slap it
sit on my d-ck lil hoe let’s do some magic

[hook: royal brayan & westen]

f-ckboy what’s the issue?
yeah yo b-tch, she don’t miss you
yeah i pull up with the gang it might hit u
f-ckboy what the f-ck is the issue?
you a b-tch
yeah yo b-tch suck my d-ck take my kids
yeah i’m riding in a coupe you a b-tch
you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch

[verse 2: westen]

no smoke
n-ggas talking ain’t want smoke tho
feeling like a narc cuz i’m also sellin c0ke tho
shorty call me sugar daddy cuz her n-gga broke tho
i ain’t give her money i stick my d-ck down her whole throat
new money
i’m like who this?
always down to catch a body i’m like who next
always do the most
n-gga i can’t do less
and i ain’t soft n-gga
always stay ruthless
and i throw big bs
real glocks
ain’t no bb
n-ggas want smoke
but they runnin when they see me
why u hating on my sh-t
when u trynna be me
never pleased a b-tch
they the ones that always please me

[hook: royal brayan & westen]

f-ckboy what’s the issue?
yeah yo b-tch, she don’t miss you
yeah i pull up with the gang it might hit u
f-ckboy what the f-ck is the issue?
you a b-tch
yeah yo b-tch suck my d-ck take my kids
yeah i’m riding in a coupe you a b-tch
you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch

[outro: vvs milano]

aye, aye
got a glock on my hip
b-tch i ain’t finna miss you
n-ggas talking that sh-t
and my n-ggas finna hit you
if u ain’t talking money
n-gga i ain’t f-cking with you, aye
n-gga i ain’t f-cking with you n-gga

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