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lirik lagu hawaii – y$57

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[verse: y$57]
trynna cancel, b*tch you know it’s too late
wishing you murder me, back to the game
n*ggas be talking like they reaching fame
but i hit up my brothers that know where you stay
know how i move, this is my play
i’m breaking your ankles, and call me d wade
never do wrong, you claim i betrayed
but you soft n*gga, i just made you afraid
my flow is so sharp, i cut you like blade
y’all stay in hawaii, you know your own fate
you say that i steal, i eat off your plate
wanna ask money, but you just hesitate
from mia, and you know that i’m great
you keep the hate, and i cannot jus wait
these n*ggas ate, and i cannot relate
cuz i gave them the money but n*ggas still hate
they think i’m a slave but i don’t carry drinks
forget their existence, but they wanna fade
brainless n*ggas, the f*ck do you think
spritual b*tches need help from a shrink
offered my help, but it was a risk
b*tch wanna fight, but can’t make a fist
i gave them hawaii, what a plot twist
b*tch wanna stay, so i gave her a kiss
kiss to my d*ck, cuz i know she will miss
i’ll be in their grave, and i’m takin a p*ss
wanted a reason, that i couldn’t stay
most them n*ggas be acting so fake
claim i’m a d*ckey, but asked to get paid
after i left, i still had them prayed
i’m the provider, these n*ggas afraid
they hoe ass n*ggas so they are b*tch made
who is homeless? when i’m making change
i’m not an error, cuz n*ggas switch lanes
i can make punk i can make grunge
i ain’t a sesh copy n*gga i’m one
you got a problem boi, we want the smoke
we are like wax, hitting harder than dope
b*tch is so ugly, her spirits a stone
she look in my eyes, n*gga i am clone
[verse: j$tacks]
c*cking this b*tch with my gl!ck, i ain’t talking no sh*t
i just pop on a n*gga (boom bow)
f*ck round’ , get punch in yo sh*t, all the fly sh*t
b*tch i beat off me lil n*gga (come on)
hoe jus keep yo pants on, jus want the head
no {?} n*gga
n, who f*ck with y*s wrong? i get the poppin sh*t like mollies n*gga
b*tch, i’m droppin sh*t, fu*f*ck round make me c*ck this b*tch
foe nem poppin gl!cks, f*ck round get you momma hit (on gang!)
we got lots of sticks, i’m in this b*tch no hockey sh*t
b*tch ass n*gga be hating, bad as f*ck like b*tch hop off my d*ck
ugh! (b*tch what it is, do somn)
like n*gga what type of sh*t?
b*tch you know i’m ruthless, i go stupid with that pipe b*tch
i was skipping school to sell the shrooms to yo lil white b*tch
now i’m toting toolies ready to shoot it, ion fight sh*t
unless it’s about some p*ssy, cuz i beat that sh*t skraight out the frame
i push luck in yo ahh lil buddy, you better not try your luck today
i ain’t trynna get you drunk, but you gon take these shots right to da face
shot a n*gga in his head, and i f*ck round and saw his brains

[outro: j$tacks]
say that some nasty ass sh*t (the f*ck??!)
shot a n*gga in his head, and i f*ck round and saw his brains (boom bow)
yeah, and i f*ck round and saw his brains (gang, gang)
b*tch! (bang!)

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