Fazes (feat. YSLV)

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KekeBaby

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Uh, yeah, for sure, uh
They gonna talk the sh*t, but I'ma show the difference
Walkin' out the room fresh as hell, I ain't even trippin
The streets been cold, they hate the word forgiveness
So I close my eyes, b*tch, I ain't even gonna witness
N*ggas see how I come, so they c*ck block
By the way she walk by, with that smile, look at that th*t walk
Where I'm from, man, they always say they block hot
Watch out for your friends, they'll switch up like a dam plot
If I'ma win, then my dawgs do I ain't greedy
Took a p*rc while I'm layin', now I'm sleepy
With all that shape , got her a*s lookin' 3d
Just cause you want it doesn't mean I'ma need it, uh huh what
Hmmm hmmmmmm
Woooo
Uh, they born to hate, I brought my plate
Dumb b*tch, you thought you ate
It's kinda late, skinny, but carry a lot of weight
The head so good that I might even call her back
Off the dr*gs , got me actin' like I'm kodak black
I got a gyal, she got a n*gga feel like prince swanny
The way we catch 22, I make her p*ssy talky
You have a only fans, so you know that your p*ssy cloggy
Had to put a leash and walk her like a good doggy
Her only interest, if a n*gga give her good c*cky
Not your kids, huh, not your kids, b*tch
The weekend, she just wanna party
Ain't gonna cap I'm just lit off bacardi
Oops forgot your name She said, hi, my name is Ari (Hey)
Just to let you know, she's gonna message you sorry
Now she's sayin' sorry while she in a new ferrari
Talkin' to the n*ggas with the girls all on his body
But she don't want the love, she's just a money-gripping shawty
And we don't want her love, cause you know she movin' sloppy
Now she give that t*ppy, yeah, I get her wet, wet
(Freak b*tch)
Acrobatics crazy, you would swear, she's doin' fitness
(Fitness)
Now she say she want me, talkin' bout a french kiss
(French, kiss)
You should see her nails, yeah she always wearin' french tips
(Bling)
N*ggas wanna talk a lot
(Talk a lot)
Talkin' but they chase the guap
(Chase the guap)
Rappin' bands in the rubber bands
(Rubber bands)
N*ggas talkin' like they on demand, swear they Peter Pan
(Peter, pan)
Fly to Neverland, soarin' on these wings built with wax, hope I don't land
Talking Icarus, I know that I'm the man
Yeah, I got these n*ggas and you know they slidin' through the land
(Srt, srt)
Yeah, that glizzy don't jam
I ain't in the streets, but don't push me, got a hot hand
Yeah, ayy, this ain't no poker man
They think that I don't see the cards, but I dealt the whole hand
They gonna talk the sh*t, but I'ma show the difference
Walkin' out the room fresh as hell, I ain't even trippin
The streets been cold, they hate the word forgiveness
So I close my eyes, bitch, I ain't even gonna witness
N*ggas see how I come, so they c*ck block
The way she walk by, with that smile, look at that th*t walk
Where I'm from, man, they always say they block hot
Watch out for your friends they'll switch up like a dam plot
If I'ma win, then my dawgs know I ain't greedy
Took a p*rc while I'm layin', now I'm sleepy
With all that shape, got her a** lookin' 3d
Just cause you want it, doesn't mean I'ma need it uh
Uh, what

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