ps out - 8nfra lyrics
oh, you got that?
yeah, come on
yaow
yeah, i step in with the ps out when i come up i’m bringing the gs up b*tch, i’m wearing no fila
got more gas than your f*cking dealer famous like mona lisa, i don’t give a f*ck about no visa
looking like i’m the reaper
bass so loud, blow your f*cking speaker hot like i’m a fever
b*tch, i blow up like a f*cking creeper i got what i need now
black and white like a f*cking zebra
i came with the team now
who the f*ck chatting about some tea now?
uh, yeah
i don’t owe you nun’, owe you nada we smoking on some fashion, on prada spit in that boy’s face, like a lama boy, i’m brewing f*cking potions with mana
my cup f*cking glow, likе some lava he tryna hang with us and some podna this a businеss, do your f*cking part, yuh
yeah, we came through the mall had to cop em all had to gun him down
hit him through the walls i don’t give a f*ck
tryna have some b*lls
tryna chat with me, close the f*cking doors, yuh
irregular flow, i’m getting’ down and n0body doing it like me * but f*ck a crown, yuh
tryna figure out this f*cking bounce
i’m in new york with ak and we smoking loud, uh*huh
notebook full of motherf*cking lyrics, huh
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