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oh my god - 1eleven lyrics

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[intro]

(???) i got her friends tellin’ me we gon make it but i know that sh*t is a lie

i cannot f*ck with a b*tch who is basic i might as well f*ck on a thot

i got my friends tellin me i’ma make it but honestly i dont know how

yeah, huh

[hook]

my ex just hit up my line

i got her friend tellin’ me we gon’ make it, but i know that sh*t is a lie

i cannot f*ck with a b*tch who is basic, i might as well f*ck on a thot

i got my friends tellin’ me i’ma make it, but honestly i don’t know how

i got a new b*tch on my line

she fine, oh my god

might as well hit this sh*t twice, i’ma hit it from the back just one more time

hope i don’t fall in love, last time i did that sh*t broke my mind

she wanna get off the white d*mn i think this b*tch tryna end my life, (yeah)

f*ck it, i’ma take one more line

[verse]

party girl i know that she wanna geek off the drugs and sh*t (she wanna geek, yuh)

if she can’t take a lil fun or a pill just one, i don’t want that b*tch

but honest to god if she bad, i’m prolly gon’ love that b*tch

shawty play games tryna ruin my life so i cut them ties now it’s f*ck that b*tch

b*tch don’t pass no mids, you know i don’t want that sh*t

if you don’t like how i live b*tch swallow my kids when you suck my d*ck

swear i’ma knock that boy out, i’m finna one punch that b*tch

i think he just pulled out a gun, i pull out a glock 19 and i dump my clip

i was whippin’ in a civic

now i’m whippin’ in a coupe, swervin’ on the e way with some b*tches

cop start to pull me over so i did the dash he ain’t get to finish

doin’ 150 i’m on 44, 3 percs gave me tunnel vision

i got a call for a d*ck appointment so i’m on my way to f*ck yo misses

when i pull up on to block it’s a homicide, turn you to a victim

put a p*ssy on a t*shirt, 2 dates a dash in the middle

never takin’ bullsh*t, b*tch i been runnin sh*t since i was little

now all these b*tches be showing me nipples, yuh

b*tch i went and got my cash up

tell a p*ssy boy back up

b*tch i run it up like flash ya

talk on my gang i’ma blast ya

i’m in the coupe goin’ faster

that boy cap, he a actor

b*tch, i’m preaching like a pastor

run up on me, you a b*st*rd

[hook]

my ex just hit up my line

i got her friend tellin’ me we gon’ make it, but i know that sh*t is a lie

i cannot f*ck with a b*tch who is basic, i might as well f*ck on a thot

i got my friends tellin’ me i’ma make it, but honestly i don’t know how

i got a new b*tch on my line

she fine, oh my god

might as well hit this sh*t twice, i’ma hit it from the back just one more time

hope i don’t fall in love, last time i did that sh*t broke my mind

she wanna get off the white d*mn i think this b*tch tryna end my life, (yeah)

f*ck it, i’ma take one more line

- 1eleven lyrics

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