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sold out dates (ft. amant okane) - tana lyrics

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(tana)
rich amillie on my wrist
and your hoe, dyin’ for a pic
hit her once, she cryin’ off the d*ck
i see codeine in my p*ss
go slow, when we runnin’ in
in the mall, we ain’ sayin’ sh*t
hit the highway in the whip
and then i go rock that show, then i get paid
f*ck your hoe, yeah, i get laid
take her down, and she get slayed
codeine runnin’ through my veins
take her in, to wine and dine
i’m tryna’ f*ck i can’t do dates
im gone’ jump inside the crowd, and lose my mind on sold out dates
these n*ggas be weird, these n*ggas be lame, these n*ggas be fake
ima stay in my lane, can’t bother n0body, i’m stuck in my ways
got a model hoe, and she got a body, and a pretty face
i’m just on my dolo, doin shows, n*gga sold out dates

(amant okane)
i just got a backwood, and i stuff it up with a eighth
yeah, then i l!ck it up, then i seal it up, then i face
lightskin b*tch layin’ in my bed, love how she chase
rich off a free app, and thats prolly why n*ggas hate
just shot three years in a row, that’s why they keep stealing flows
that’s why i could f*ck your hoe
archive fashion all my clothes
put 2 numbers on my toes
just 17, know i’m with this .4, sh*t
really i don’t even know, but it do not matter ‘cus you can’t afford
(tana & amant okane)
i’m like lose your f*cking* (yeah)
lose your f*cking mind (yeah)
lose your f*cking mind, b*tch (yeah, yeah)
lose your f*cking mind (yeah)
lose your f*cking mind (yeah)
lose your f*cking mind (yeah, yeah)
lose your f*cking mind, b*tch (woah)
lose your f*cking mind (woah, woah)

(tana)
rich amillie on my wrist
and your hoe, dyin’ for a pic
hit her once, she cryin’ off the d*ck
i see codeine in my p*ss
go slow, when we runnin’ in
in the mall, we ain’ sayin’ sh*t
hit the highway in the whip
and then i go rock that show, then i get paid
f*ck your hoe, yeah, i get laid
take her down, and she get slayed
codeine runnin’ through my veins
take her in, to wine and dine
i’m tryna’ f*ck i can’t do dates
im gone’ jump inside the crowd, and lose my mind on sold out dates
these n*ggas be weird, these n*ggas be lame, these n*ggas be fake
ima stay in my lane, can’t bother n0body, i’m stuck in my ways
got a model hoe, and she got a body, and a pretty face
i’m just on my dolo, doin shows, n*gga sold out dates

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