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lirik lagu plead the fifth – noexistencehere

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[verse 1]
uh
she wanna skate on my wrist
i let her take it, take a bite, and now she back on her sh*t
i let the xannies take control, sorry i can’t resist
yeah they tryna lock me up, they put me right on a list
but b*tch, i ride with my, uh, b*tch i ride with my stick
matte black cadillac, homie im so rich
i say f*ck the dea, them b*tches sucking my d*ck
if they catch me, dont talk, brodie i ain’t no snitch, nah

[chorus]
we dont speak, nah
we dont speak
cuz time is expensive
and talk is cheap
uh, we dont speak
nah, we dont speak
mе, my homies we agressivе
screaming f*ck the police
we dont speak
nah, we dont speak
yeah my brain so defensive
cuz my heart too weak
and sorry, im not gonna change
so go ahead and rob me
and i know im not gon make it
f*ck it, thats on me
[verse 2]
always at the top, give a f*ck if i fall off
i done everything i wanted, had your b*tch slob on my kn*b
i been busy with the devil, i know demons gon’ catch up
got red liquid on my face, pour it up, yeah, f*ck a cough
got a million in this safe
f*ck with the gang cuz, b*tch, crime pays
pull up with gats, b*tch, yo’ life pays
stack up my racks, police complain
yeah they talking, they talking bout me
cuz i f*ck up they accountants
i dont give a sh*t, i got that blade
bro your brain needs routing
f*ck it i dont need no heaven
b*tch, i’m too busy with trapping
and i have no regret about sh*t in the past
my whole life a game of gambling
sh*t i miss the love
he deserved to die, don’t tell me that i’m wrong
and i’m really f*cking sorry but it had to be done
putting bullets in his brain is the fate of this gun
put 10 bullets in your brain
dont change, still cope with pain
close range, i got a stain
love fame, and getting paid
all the nights that i have prayed
ain’t stay? man, you a fake
you ain’t repping what you claim
catch a fade, you tryna play, uh
out for dead presidents, call me jay z
nah f*ck that sh*t, no one representing me
i represent myself
my own cash, my own wealth
you catch me? we won’t tell
[chorus]
we dont speak, nah
we dont speak
cuz time is expensive
and talk is cheap
uh, we dont speak
nah, we dont speak
me, my homies we agressive
screaming f*ck the police
we dont speak
nah, we dont speak
yeah my brain so defensive
cuz my heart too weak
and sorry, im not gonna change
so go ahead and rob me
and i know im not gon make it
f*ck it, thats on me

[part ii]

[verse 3]
plead the fifth, now that’s f*cking triple six now
i own 3 lil sticks, they all contain six rounds
when i spin round yo block the seventh time, like
the eighth day in a week, lil’ b*tch you ain’t coming down
i’m a f*cking lunatic in a psych ward
semi automatic, in a fight bar
tyler, turn this sh*t to a fight club
my b*tch last name durden, she ain’t finna bite bruh
cause she ain’t there, and i’m not here
i walk through walls, i wanna dissapear
that there isnt me
i can’t feel, i dont fear
i can’t feel my face, but the blood was just there
[outro]
*coughs*
f*cked up bruh

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