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kiss & tell - blo lyrics

[intro]
(exo)

[verse 1: blo]
remember days we ain’t have a thing, we had to stay down
years later, time changed, they tryna come back around
brodie changed, ’cause he ain’t get a chain
he wasn’t [?] (deuxe made this one)
[?] who you hangin’ ’round?
can’t call me lil n*gga, big dog around my old [?]
i [?] the frown, upside down, it’s just a fake smile
i been stackin’ my blue m&m, call me 8 mile
he had to pay a lawyer, [he ain’t out it?], he still on trial
n*ggas talkin’ ’bout smokin’ like it matter, [hit a black & mild?]
i rock on them clothes like two years ago, it just the old style
she told me, she love me and f*ck the gang, man, these hoes wild
you can’t trust these hoes, n*gga ho, they get exposed
in a maybach, big bad [bulldog?], i’m still kickin’ [away the bros?]
she want a date, i don’t know [?], i took her to [?]
step on a b*tch, i won’t even give a f*ck, she hate me and it shows
jack sent me to prison, i was supposed to be doin’ shows
i was just f*ckin’ h*lla b*tches, now i need pictures of her toes
she used to f*ck me on [?], now her [?] kinda close
n*ggas [?], i hate the odds when they be strugglin’
might go like, “[yo, baby,?] i’m on a picture”, follow me on instagram
[a shotter?] on probation with a switch, [they/he?] don’t give a d*mn
he ain’t never [leanin’?] in his cup and i knew how it smell
i was just listenin’ to my dawg, now i got a song with wham
and now my pockets full
soon as i cheat she tryna leave
i buy her pocketbooks (ey, ey, ey, ey)
like a hockey club (ey, hey, hey, hey)
watch her run from trump, police in my block, i had to run
turned the [?]
remember they heard my music said it was nothin’, now the club crunk
ballin’ on these n*ggas like lebron, do a slam dunk
so many n*ggas been nuttin’ on her face, she’s a condom
late night on some h*rny sh*t, still hit her with a condom
before i go, [i bet?], i’d rather die inside a cell
hold a plane, never crash, i’m tryna pull up [?]
she was married with a man, but i never kiss and tell, yeah
[verse 2: lil baby]
ah, i never k!ll and tell (shh)
in the maybach [talkin’ blow?], he makin’ ms right here in jail, yeah, yeah
[got?] my name from off the scale
this sh*t fell apart we went our separate ways, still wishin’ well, yeah
me and [ced?] was goin’ pound for pound and now he rich off [murder?]
my big brother just came home, he [beggin’?] murder, free the [?]
snoop ain’t never gettin’ no job he get a strike and go to work
in the streets deep like the yellow lines, i’m tryna beat the curve
gave my whole heart to a nothin’ ass ho, that sh*t had hurt me
f*cked my brother and then tried double back, she really got some nerve (yeah)
this b*tch really got some nerve (yeah)
i’m from the jungle
really took penitentiary chances, take care of my mama
jumped in that water, learned how to swim, i couldn’t go under
ran up that [dog sh*t?], she still on my toes, i can’t get [comfortable?]
kept it one thousand, these n*ggas [?], they took my [consciousness?]
straight out of poverty into a [pint?], i really wanted it
havin’ this sh*t and that’s all that matter, f*ck your comment
i had my way with your baby mama but i know [?], yeah, yeah, yeah

- blo lyrics

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