Fuck Y’all Li Rye
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[Chorus]
Behind my back they talking down, that make it hard to believe ya’
Spin out rental cars, we make the fuck nigga bleed, huh
Who knew I’d be a star, that boy get blessed if he sneeze, huh
Tell her pull up, and put the bitch on her knees, uh All this ice, it make it hard not to freeze up
All them niggas rats, and they getting to no cheese, huh
Ain’t no bitch from my past, ever told me she need love
Opps fall, I match my Glock with the season
[Bridge]
Fuck y’all, I don’t need shit but a Glock, my bitch, and some money
Seeing all these demons, starting to think my mind haunted
Hate this shit came with fame, so I can’t say this what I wanted
With us, I don’t see no future, I only call her when I’m horny
[Verse 1]
Wake up pop more my Percocets in the morning
We get to drop, and we leave his mom in there mourning
Ain’t got no filter, ain’t never scared about going in
Good with the ones I got, I can’t even lie, I don’t want no more friends
Heard that boy got shot, home invasion, they kicked the door in
I’m forever the same, told you, “Keep that shit real on your end”
Can you call my phone, don’t wanna text, it’s important
Feeling lonelier than an orphan
[Chorus]
Behind my back they talking down, that make it hard to believe ya’
Spin out rental cars, we make the fuck nigga bleed, huh
Who knew I’d be a star, that boy get blessed if he sneeze, huh
Tell her pull up, and put the bitch on her knees, uh All this ice, it make it hard not to freeze up
All them niggas rats, and they getting to no cheese, huh
Ain’t no bitch from my past, ever told me she need love
Opps fall, I match my Glock with the season
Behind my back they talking down, that make it hard to believe ya’
Spin out rental cars, we make the fuck nigga bleed, huh
Who knew I’d be a star, that boy get blessed if he sneeze, huh
Tell her pull up, and put the bitch on her knees, uh All this ice, it make it hard not to freeze up
All them niggas rats, and they getting to no cheese, huh
Ain’t no bitch from my past, ever told me she need love
Opps fall, I match my Glock with the season
[Bridge]
Fuck y’all, I don’t need shit but a Glock, my bitch, and some money
Seeing all these demons, starting to think my mind haunted
Hate this shit came with fame, so I can’t say this what I wanted
With us, I don’t see no future, I only call her when I’m horny
[Verse 1]
Wake up pop more my Percocets in the morning
We get to drop, and we leave his mom in there mourning
Ain’t got no filter, ain’t never scared about going in
Good with the ones I got, I can’t even lie, I don’t want no more friends
Heard that boy got shot, home invasion, they kicked the door in
I’m forever the same, told you, “Keep that shit real on your end”
Can you call my phone, don’t wanna text, it’s important
Feeling lonelier than an orphan
[Chorus]
Behind my back they talking down, that make it hard to believe ya’
Spin out rental cars, we make the fuck nigga bleed, huh
Who knew I’d be a star, that boy get blessed if he sneeze, huh
Tell her pull up, and put the bitch on her knees, uh All this ice, it make it hard not to freeze up
All them niggas rats, and they getting to no cheese, huh
Ain’t no bitch from my past, ever told me she need love
Opps fall, I match my Glock with the season
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