lirik lagu tell me why – lord $hredda
[intro]
fymob
[verse 1: lord $hredda]
tell me why these hoes always lyin’ on they twitters
scrollin’ through her mentions, prolly f*ckin’ every n*gga
i can’t save these hoes [?] playin’ clark kent
actin like a virgin but you f*ckin’ for your rent
tell me why these thots always quick to wear some leggings
ass the shape of a brick wall but i guess you just can’t help it
please! tell me why when i see you, you start beggin’?
i never hear from you when my pockets in a [?]
please tеll me why these b*tchеs feel like they amazing
claiming you a bad b*tch but everything you do is basic
tell me why these hoes act like they don’t give no head
how you work yo’ mouth? bae you know you need some bread. yeah?
[chorus: fy]
tell me why these b*tches tryna f*ck now?
it’s fy and it’s shredda, yeah what’s up now?
we gettin’ money so they tryna come around
but these n*ggas ain’t my n*ggas so get the f*ck from round me
tell me why these b*tches tryna f*ck now?
it’s fy and it’s shredda, yeah what’s up now?
we gettin’ money so they tryna come around
but these n*ggas ain’t my n*ggas so get the f*ck from round me
(verse 2: artist)
tell me why these b*tches tryna f*ck now?
i guarantee we shut it down when we in yo town
i only f*ck with real n*ggas, i don’t f*ck with clowns
i swear i get so throwed like tooka [?]
b*tches is b*tches and n*ggas is n*ggas and i hang with k!llas
my n*ggas gorillas we chillin’, we chillin’ you toxic, we k!ll you
i’m slangin’ that five to four but don’t tell that sh*t on my phone
if you ain’t talkin [?] then i will not answer my phone (f*ck that sh*t)
i shouldn’t have gave her the bone cuz she will not leave me alone
she askin’ me what i got on, she likin’ my [?] cologne
these n*ggas they biting my style, yes all of these n*ggas is clones
i’m 17 and runnin’ sh*t so wheres my throne?
[chorus: fy]
tell me why these b*tches tryna f*ck now?
it’s fy and it’s shredda, yeah what’s up now?
we gettin’ money so they tryna come around
but these n*ggas ain’t my n*ggas so get the f*ck from round me
tell me why these b*tches tryna f*ck now?
it’s fy and it’s shredda, yeah what’s up now?
we gettin’ money so they tryna come around
but these n*ggas ain’t my n*ggas so get the f*ck from round me
(verse 3: artist)
i got them eights, quarters and halves. n*gga what you need?
roll up? got that tree, if you need something, come to me
know they be ready to [?] i ain’t with that tendency
that don’t profit me, and i’m all about the profit
gotta get it, that’s how i be, tell me why n*ggas hatin’ on me?
all i blow is og and a [?] [?] tell me why n*ggas so fake?
act like he broke but he really a hoe
i’m chasin’ the dough i’m worried bout myself
stackin’ the cash we got the globe on smash
[outro]
fymob
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