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lirik lagu ‎faith – ​​reefuh

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[intro]
you don’t got no faith, i can see it in your eyes
you ain’t out of place, hater, type to antagonize
everything i say, and it don’t matter ’cause i’m wise
take that to the grave, i’ma be ballin’ on your wife
you don’t got no faith, i can see it in your eyes
you ain’t out of place, hater, type to antagonize
everything i say, and it don’t matter ’cause i’m wise
take that to the grave, i’ma be ballin’ on your wife

[chorus]
i’m rockin’ limited dolce gabbana
your b*tch say i’m hotter than a motherf*ckin’ sauna
i don’t f*ck with no jawn [?]
blow up like a b*tch, really feel like osama
’cause you don’t got no faith
i’m just tryna get me a dollar
and pull up inside of a brand new wraith
if shе not givin’ face then it is not a case, huh, skrrt
slidе in that hummer
f*ck on your ho then take her benihana’s
i’m sippin’ red, chop finna lay up the bed
i’m sippin’ on red ’cause he dead, huh
i’m in the cut sippin’ rock like peroxide
i got a glock, gon’ c*ck, get c*ckeyed
i got a chicken, it pop, you get pop*eyed
huh, red lean in my gut, say, “bye*bye”
[verse 1]
like, farewell to my liver
she ride on that d*ck like a bike and a skipper
i got the poison with viper and venom
5.56 stay tucked in my denim
lil’ brother gon’ club and they tryna get well
and he don’t need practice, f*ck is a scrim’?
cdg bags, yeah, i’m made out of money
he mad that [?] as a f*ckboy weighing in

[bridge]
i got eyes for a reason, i
traumatize, yeah, just know i keep it with me
i go off the deep end with it, huh
oh, that was my flow, why they bit it?
i’m on the camera like, “mama, i did it”
put your ho on the phone, she like, “no, you didn’t”

[refrain]
you don’t got no faith, i can see it in your eyes
you ain’t out of place, hater, type to antagonize
everything i say, and it don’t matter ’cause i’m wise
take that to the grave

[verse 2]
and i’m [?]
i really pop*lock it on the opps
i’m really cop*robbing, need to cut
y’all goin’ down like the paypal stunt
i’m goin’ up with the rich boys, dawg
shoutout the plug, bro, carry the socket
pepperoni glock feel hot in my pocket
what? bro shootin’ up like a rocket
my pockets dancing, these b*tches be mopping
[chorus]
i’m rockin’ limited dolce gabbana
your b*tch say i’m hotter than a motherf*ckin’ sauna
i don’t f*ck with no jawn [?]
blow up like a b*tch, really feel like osama
’cause you don’t got no faith
i’m just tryna get me a dollar
and pull up inside of a brand new wraith
if she not givin’ face then it is not a case, huh, skrrt
slide in that hummer
f*ck on your ho then take her benihana’s
i’m sippin’ red, chop finna lay up the bed
i’m sippin’ on red ’cause he dead, huh
i’m in the cut sippin’ rock like peroxide
i got a glock, gon’ c*ck, get c*ckeyed
i got a chicken, it pop, you get pop*eyed
huh, red lean in my gut, say, “bye*bye”

[outro]
you don’t got no faith, i can see it in your eyes
you ain’t out of place, hater, type to antagonize
everything i say, and it don’t matter ’cause i’m wise
take that to the grave, i’ma be ballin’ on your wife
you don’t got no faith, i can see it in your eyes
you ain’t out of place, hater, type to antagonize
everything i say, and it don’t matter ’cause i’m wise
take that to the grave, i’ma be ballin’ on your wife

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