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opaque. - brokeass ren lyrics

[intro]
(what’s goin’ on inside your mind, ren)
misi pak haji

[chorus]
i’m countin’ these racks, and i couldn’t take a break
livin’ for the cheque, twenty*three and i’m opaque
twenty*three i’m so ahead, fifty milly when i wake up
rose when that hoe left yeah, she my biggest f*ck up. (ooh)
i’m 5’5, stand on my money, now i’m 6’6
i got sick * six * s*x last night, it’s a race re * mix, yeah
yeah, i got six – six – six, triple digits past 96 yeah
i’m five*five, stand on my money, i got six – sick * alright

[verse 1]
back then shorty said she made me who i am, uh
now i’m pullin’ up in benz, hundred k advance. (yuh)
used to split the bill, now i’m buyin’ all thе ‘gram, uh
now she scrollin’ through my ‘gram, wish she was in the plan
on god, shе used to ride me like it’s rodeo
on god, she be tryna’ act like she don’t know
she be callin’ on my name when i go… go… go…
she said don’t you ever leave, i said sure, sure, sure
uh, got her on the first try, she be giving her first time
bend you over like a hoe, she said good ol’ times
now she left for a boy pourin’ coffee for them bills
(whoa, whoa) see me stackin’ g’s, that’s h*ll of a thrill
[chorus]
i’m countin’ these racks, and i couldn’t take a break (ay)
livin’ for the cheque, twenty*three and i’m opaque
twenty*three i’m so ahead, fifty milly when i wake up
rose when that hoe left yeah, she my biggest f*ck up. (ooh)
i’m 5’5, stand on my money, now i’m 6’6. (yeah)
i got sick * six * s*x last night, it’s a race re * mix, yeah
yeah, i got six – six – six, triple digits past 96 yeah
i’m 5’5, stand on my money, i got six * sick * s*x

[verse 2]
alright, see these g’s on my g’s, that’s a genes (alright)
see, all these g’s for a g, that’s a gifts, no lie. (uh)
if she tryna’ slide, i’ll do it for a night
no feeling got attached, i just hit it from the back (uh)
loyal to the bone, gave her everythin’ i own (ah)
turned my pain into stone, now i’m sittin’ on the throne
she was cappin’ in my zone, tryna clone my tone
thought she had me in her grip, now i’m fully grown
said “you’d never make it without me,” that’s a myth. (yeah)
new whip fifty k on the wrist that’s a flex, not a wish
i ain’t bitter, just better, that’s the twist, i got this. (uh)
never chased what’s gone, sh*t i never miss
see these g’s on my g’s, that’s a genes, alright
see, all these g’s for a g, that’s a gifts, no lie. (uh)
if she tryna’ slide, i’ll do it for a night
no feeling got attached, i just hit it from the back
[chorus]
i’m countin’ these racks, and i couldn’t take a break (ay)
livin’ for the cheque, twenty*three and i’m opaque
twenty*three i’m so ahead, fifty milly when i wake up
rose when that hoe left yeah, she my biggest f*ck up. (ooh)
i’m 5’5, stand on my money, now i’m 6’6. (yeah)
i got sick * six * s*x last night, it’s a race re * mix, yeah
yeah, i got six – six – six, triple digits past 96 yeah
i’m 5’5, stand on my money, i got six * sick * s*x. alright

[outro]
see these g’s on my g’s, that’s a genes, alright
see, all these g’s for a g, that’s a gifts, no lie. (uh)
if she tryna’ slide, i’ll do it for a night
no feeling got attached, i just hit it from the back

- brokeass ren lyrics

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