Lyrics:
a whisper in your bones
I start to think of you
And what a couple years can do
When we’re a couple hundred miles apart
We stretch these family ties
Across
tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin' (Never)
And that ho think that I love her, no
"How many racks?" A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in
Took a couple buses home tonight
Took the 30 and the 45
People said that you've been
Holding me hostage
But baby it felt good to be held
Baby I can’t
a couple skulls
God cracks a couple more his plate is full
On the second floor
The Virgin Mother and the Babylon whore
Pick 'em off one by one soap opera
that money, Ain't a thing, I need proof
Big bank, had to swipe the little bank out (bank)
Lost a couple friends, but I never lost count (count)
Love
depression is they mood
I can't tell you how to live your life 'cause I ain't in your shoes
But I can give you a couple hacks to have your way and work your
60 racks, worth amiri before I spent that, I spent 20 on balmain
Gave a couple niggas hope, 200 off a pro, I couldn't wait till that check came
If
(MIA JAY C)
Free 'em up, see I'm up
(I hear you JAY C)
It's a couple niggas lack, I pray, lack again
Couple bitch niggas still alive, 'posed
over your heart
Or you’ll be left with a couple of scars
You’ll fall just the way that she planned it
She’s a girl bandit
She’s got a nice little piece
into the drywall, you got that bullet, I'll bite it
Pop it off like you own me and scratch my back when you ride it
Nobody wants a couple of rights
couple things that we never do
say couple things that we never say
like baby I want to spend my life with you
leh we make good love whole day
you nice,
niggas (woo, woo)
I got a couple niggas that'll let it fly for a couple niggas
That a couple niggas is me, they love me (baow)
'Cause Pop Smoke for
I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in
wiv da man dem
I know a couple girlem maybe I should mail dem
Till then I'm just chillin wiv da man dem
Jammin wiv da man dem
It's all good in the hood
fill a void with the pen, feel the fear, shrill
Couple stains that I couldn't shield
My brother, Brain, that we couldn't shield
Couple came, couple
the kids all talk about someday plans
Now this light'll turn green and I'll hand her a couple dollars
And I'll wonder if she got lost or they forgot her
the neck
Couple niggas got killed on this quest, I'm lookin' for the rest
Catch a body, beat a body, I told 'em that on collect
Couple months later, my
scared of you than you them
Although, one of us chews limbs, and one has two chins
Leave a couple messages, vomit a couple dollar bills
Guilty in
mufucka
'Cause this kid is worth a couple hundred grand mufucka
And I stand mufucka, never ran mufucka
I ain’t backing down I put that on my fam mufucka
my presence been felt
Couple of dollars, couple of models, couple of bitch niggas under my belt
Thorough nigga, I'm a hold you to it, if we hand
me the furniture
Well divide the photographs
Go out to dinner one more time
Have ourselves a bottle of wine
And a couple of laughs
When first
stop that stop that
Now we trya get up in the club
Tryna tell me no cus we rollin' wit the thugs, got money bitch
So I flash a couple a dollars
Tell 'em
the thugs
(We got money bitch!) Until I flash a couple of dollars (Yep!)
Tell 'em we only want tables and we buying out the bottles
(Oh!) Y'all know the order
it
It's a perfect disguise
She won't show it
But lips don't lie
(It's okay)
If she shows up with a couple Louie bags that you know you didn't buy
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