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loose leaf - x4 lyrics

[intro]
(fbeat go crazy)
hmm
(fbeat producin’ all the heat)
bah, bah, bah, bah
hmm

[chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin’ now
y’all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain’t comin’ down
you think i spent a thousand on this bl!ck just to play around?
stop it, my tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
if we bein’ honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can’t come around
let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon’ take a trip
we don’t give a f*ck who you know, we’ll take your sh*t
put him in a looseleaf, why you think he don’t exist?

[verse 1]
she was shy at first, but that henny made her do some tricks
i don’t want your merch, i got an awful lot of f*ckin’ drip
put him in a he*rs*, now we got his homies sad as sh*t
we don’t givе a f*ck, b*tch, it’s up, y’all know what time it is
walk that n*gga down, phew*phew, look what that choppеr did
told crash quit cappin’, y’all ain’t find me, helicopter did
baby drac’ got wood on it, i wish a n*gga would, that n*gga dead
he a crash dummy, told that n*gga, “you do it instead”
i ain’t pullin’ up if that p*ssy don’t come with no head
b*tch, i’m tinted up so the opps can’t shoot off my head
i be flamed up, but i got crip tatted on my head
his whole squad geeked, hmm, air it at his neck
[chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin’ now
y’all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain’t comin’ down
you think i spent a thousand on this bl!ck just to play around?
stop it, my tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
if we bein’ honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can’t come around
let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon’ take a trip
we don’t give a f*ck who you know, we’ll take your sh*t
put him in a looseleaf, why you think he don’t exist?

[verse 2]
i’m a joint, she gon’ pay me, i ain’t gon’ pay the b*tch
give that boy a cape ’cause that n*gga tried to save the b*tch
every time i pop out, “look, there go the famous crip”
last time you popped out, you d*mn near got chipped
hmm, put that ‘wood up in the air, then face it
car full of n*ggas, b*tch, we armed and dangerous
wanna bang the gang, we can make some arrangements
pull up at the park, gotta catch a couple fades and sh*t
it’s just the big homies, drinkin’ henn’, playin’ spades and sh*t
relax, you can chill, you from the gang now
you got your put on, n*gga, chill out
b*tch, it ain’t that easy, now it’s time for the pow, pow

[chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin’ now (fbeat go crazy)
y’all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain’t comin’ down
you think i spent a thousand on this bl!ck just to play around?
stop it, my tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
if we bein’ honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can’t come around (fbeat producin’ all the heat)
let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon’ take a trip
we don’t give a f*ck who you know, we’ll take your sh*t
put him in a looseleaf, why you think he don’t exist?

- x4 lyrics

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