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make it worse - topoppgen lyrics

she want chanel, she want prada
jumped in the streets cuz’ i was absent of a father
if i hit yo phone, you say you busy, i won’t bother
i been goin’ up can prolly f*ck an ig model

but y’all already knew that, n*gga run up stupid, up that stick bet his dumb*ss move back
erry’ n*gga i be wit’, slime as f*ck, we don’t do no ?
we the ones got the ups, on nem n*ggas first, we ain’t never had to shoot back
n*gga we shootin’ first, told my momma, “i gotta keep my gun, rather be in jail than a hurse”
need a down b*tch, they ? ‘n she up stick out the purse
call my momma, she hang up the phone, she know i’m full of percs
yea, but i feel that these drugs make it bеtter, they say it make it worsе
put a switch on the back, now this a fully burst
ion know why she think she sweet, make her eat d*ck like starburst
hit that block wit’ arp, shoot this b*tch until my arms hurt
i hope sh*t get better in my life, right now my heart hurt
yea, but f*ck it this n*gga turnt, 12 tryna hit the lights, i’ma hit this b*tch, until the tires burnt
fell in love wit’ h*es my whole life, plently lessons i done learned
but i love too hard, n*gga playin’ wit’ my h*e get his *ss merked
h*lla thoughts of suicide, i just wan’ know if you gon’ ride
sh*t got deep, had to cut some homies off, they wasn’t tryna slide
love a b*tch, but she playin’ wit’ my top, i can’t let it slide
yea, pretty b*tch, pop a perc’ and let me get behind
yea, let me be here for you, girl i know that i be trippin’, but thas’ jus’ what them drugs do
i want you to be the best you can be, don’t just wanna f*ck you
b*tch i’m just a rapper, i’m still tryna spin through, tuck and drop a few
yea, she want chanel, she want prada
jumped in the streets cuz’ i was absent of a father
if i hit yo phone, you say you busy, i won’t bother
i been goin up can prolly f*ck an ig model

huh, b*tch a bop, she like 16 wit’ 20 bodies
b*tch i’m pimpin’, 33 shots on me jus’ like i’m scottie
runnin away from my pain, mixed the perc’ wit’ oxycontin
catfish, tell a b*tch, “take off that makeup”, she look like a goblin
f*ck outta here, make a pretty b*tch eat the man, she jus’ gon’ get to gobblin
n*gga said i’m soft, but his brotha’ dead, he know what’s poppin’
huh, speakin on my name, i’ll cut ?
b*tch ain’t wanna f*ck, pull out them racks, now her p*ssy throbbin’
uh, you don’t know me, you know of me, ion know you
if she leave my side, who im gon’ go to?
i can’t tell you a lot, i’d rather show you
paranoid, please don’t run up stupid, i’ma blow you

- topoppgen lyrics

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