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warmups - ​nosaint lyrics

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[intro]
(it’s time)

[chorus]
gotta whole lotta bands, gotta whole lotta bags
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, i’m in love with this b*tch, this b*tch gotta whole lotta reds, yeah
i’m on some rap sh*t now, huh, i’m might take to the mix, huh
my brother cookin’ a dope, yeah, my brother cookin’ a scratch, yeah
b*tch i’m the one in this sh*t, you don’t gotta tell me i’m nasty, yeah
b*tch, i know i’m the best, huh, i sh*t that sh*t in my chest, huh
b*tch wanna come to the city, huh, i saw that ho just slide, yeah
i’m outta go on a mission, yeah, outside, i was just losin’ my mind (on god)

[post*chorus]
p*ssy ass n*gga, i’m back on road, i see that sh*t if i like it, i bite (yeah)
it’s my first time back in some months, i still got the touch like midas (yeah, i got the touch)
i can tell that about my b*tch when we fight, b*tch get busy cause that b*tch tryna bite (tryna bite)
[?] i pick up the money, used to trap all day, used to trap all night

[refrain]
yeah, you only get one life, you blow it to get it, see you out to the sky
yeah, i took a flower to pair up some poppin’ on tags, i’m gettin’ real fly
yeah, i’m might f*ckin’ this hoe, my love is a drug and she high in the heights
yeah, i pay with the cost, i pay with the weight, lil’ n*gga, i’m rollin’ the dice, huh

[chorus]
gotta whole lotta bands, gotta whole lotta bags
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, i’m in love with this b*tch, this b*tch gotta whole lotta reds, yeah
i’m on some rap sh*t now, huh, i’m might take to the mix, huh
my brother cookin’ a dope, yeah, my brother cookin’ a scratch, yeah
b*tch i’m the one in this sh*t, you don’t gotta tell me i’m nasty, yeah
b*tch, i know i’m the best, huh, i sh*t that sh*t in my chest, huh
b*tch wanna come to the city, huh, i saw that ho just slide, yeah
i’m outta go on a mission, yeah, outside, i was just losin’ my mind (on god)
[post*chorus]
p*ssy ass n*gga, i’m back on road, i see that sh*t if i like it, i bite (yeah)
it’s my first time back in some months, i still got the touch like midas (yeah, i got the touch)
i can tell that about my b*tch when we fight, b*tch get busy cause that b*tch tryna bite (tryna bite)
[?] i pick up the money, used to trap all day, used to trap all night

[refrain]
yeah, you only get one life, you blow it to get it, see you out to the sky
yeah, i took a flower to pair up some poppin’ on tags, i’m gettin’ real fly
yeah, i’m might f*ckin’ this hoe, my love is a drug and she high in the heights
yeah, i pay with the cost, i pay with the weight, lil’ n*gga, i’m rollin’ the dice, huh

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