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lirik lagu won’t last here – teejay3k

[verse]
you probably won’t last here, i was broke but that was last year
put my foot up on the gas and kick that b*tch in last gear
when my grandma died, i swear to god i shed my last tear
i just f*cked and kicked the b*tch out, no you can not crash here
pull up wit the gang and they behind me like a adlib
when i’m in pain shawty give me head like a advil
stop tryna sn*tch my chain p*ssy n*gga, you gon’ go out sad here
f*ck a red light the whole gang living fast felt
just spend a hunnid on the chain, a another hunnid on the way
i swear that i ain’t runnin’ gang cause i ain’t comin’ here to play
it’s all about longevity, i came in here to stay
i’m a disrespectful n*gga, i’m the type to f*ck her face
you cannot get next to me, i swear to god just keep on blessing me
only time i’m worried bout a b*tch is when she s*xting me
n*gga tryin’ to soak up all the drip i got the recipe
but it can never ever ever ever ever be a extra me
i’m a vintage ass n*gga, new sh*t don’t impress a g
if it’s bout a b*tch, you know it’s f*cking and don’t message me
i heard he told on his boy, i guess that’s just a impressaney
one body, two body make sure you get the rest of ’em
i got bad red bone, she talk real proper
she give me head while i’m on meds, she the head doctor
free my n*ggas out the can they got fed problems
leave yo b*tch wit a broke back like she got bed problems
nut on this track so you see how i’m coming
f*ck a double 9, i keep sh*t a hunnid
hit her from behind that d*ck keep her runnin’
then i pull it out and nut on her bunny
i*i*i know some n*ggas who caught bodies but i can’t get into details
i’m the type to pull up put my d*ck inside your female
f*ck around and imma send my shooter like a email
you can’t hear? pistol to his ear like a seash*ll
i’m a self*made n*gga, remember working retail
gave your b*tch a hug, she caught a contact from the weed smell
suck a d*ck to all the haters hopin’ i don’t prevail
all these dollar signs inside my eyes i can’t see well
i still got love in me but you see the pain in my eyes
pressure bust pipe, that’s why she came so many times
i see through all that designer, you a lame in disguise
i put my past behind me left the rain in the sky
shawty said she love me, b*tch kudos
i had to separate from the world like pluto
n*ggas sendin’ threats but that ain’t nothing new though
probably f*cked your favorite instagram model who knows
you see these christian louboutins b*tch i’m bleedin’
i’m the type to bless your b*tch like she sneezing
the way she spit up on that d*ck she be wheezing
treat your b*tch like fried chicken, i be greasing
f*ck your feature n*gga ion want to get on
heard he snitchin he got 6ix9ine syndrome
d*mn, you can’t trust your own n*gga cause your n*gga telling
no face no case, i feel like macy felly
he said he finna spin block, well we can get it crackin’ too
we can’t find you, we find your dawg i hope he lackin’ too
i’m from florida where the black cops is the crackers too
your main b*tch’ll f*ck your homeboy that’s what a stack’ll do
[outro]
dumb n*gga huh
yeah, b*tch ass
he dead
and you know its still forever with my brothers (b*tch) b*tch ass n*gga man stop playing wit me
tired, know what i mean

- teejay3k

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