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Yo I got this, I’m locked in
Kush got me on a rocket
Yo Cut em off ,they toxic
I Pull up feeling iconic
Head banging we turning up
Made a bad thing

on the daily
Jouw bitch doet dingen maar je weet niet
Ik zet dingen in d'r drank maar ze weet niet
Deze bitch is crazy

Met Bokoesam in de strings
Breng je body

pull
Howdy bitch

Cici
Do you love me
Can you help me understand
Do you need me
Or do you want me
Or do you just like my brand
Cici
Do you love me
Can

Uh, look me in the face nigga
I know you're a gold digger
I don't wanna pull the trigger
I don't want no problems, yeah
You don't want no problems

Heart strings grew thin
They stressed cuz of all of the tuggin'
Cycle of hate
That they both fell in love with it
Times weren't too great
But they both

baby
You say that you try
All these strings to me don’t get attached yet
All these feelings in you don’t get trapped in
All this tension on me are you

im a pull, and im prepared
I wish that I could share, Was looking close but can't compare
With out a bank or share we doing big thangs this year
Beware

ever trace time
And that's one thing that I need to understand
So I know I'm repeating but there's just so many changes
So when I hear the strings

the fifth fret let it be the g-string
Or I tune it to be such
Charismatic-ly I up it
Chro-a-matically I must
So you hear my each and every tone of voice
As I

the people we were changing for, yeah
She told me, she want it
No romance just appointments
No strings no disappointments
Never have to make each other seem

is
And it's fuck love 'til the end
I pray to God forgive my sins
Put my neck in a freezer ay
Pull up in a 2 seater ay
Mercedes no Beamer ay
You mad cuz

money
I change the weather to rainy from sunny
I shoot this glizzy this bih here go dummy
I'm turning up even if it's a Monday
I pull bitches off a vibe

confide
Who knows what’s in sight
My passion to write
Pencil to paper, like string to kite
What leads to ground, what leads to flight
Come on now, keep

corrupted
Better be dead scared if he see I pull up to the function
Tired of that bullshit
Boy I'm tired of that fuck shit
Second I turn my back you get

shoot
You know how we do
Pull up & swerve in the coup
None of us fuckin with you
You is a snake, ain't nothing new
We be out cooking up raps like a stew

wasn't gone
For respect for meek
Now ima fuck Minaj

Pulling strings like guitars
Hella foreigns 3 garages
Ducking fraud shit (Skuu skurrrr)
Pull up have

you can't double back
I tell her quit frontin, turn around let me hit from the back
We just sneak and link fuck on the low u know no strings attached

on the strings where my life goes
Rain sun wind I don’t feel anything
Nothing! Grey cold steel in my brain
No pain days feel unreal they strain me
These voices in

....You know i don't even feel the strings
But i know that they pull me back
Upright, post collapse

Something's Killing All The Birds In My

don't want a truce
Clearer than ever like 190 proof
My Cosmo and Wanda gon make some shit poof
That mean if I wanna get something I do
Pulling my strings

okay. Tell me anything, or show me there's a
pull, unassailable, that will lead you there, from the dark,
alone, benevolence that you've never known,

to swallow

I got a Rollo ass style with no strings attached
If you ain't come to battle don't bring yo' raps
It's tha Liks baby, yeah, yeah, the same team
Yo

kill 'em off, hit 'em with the plot twist
Watching through the windows, maybe you should watch this
Low-pitch string cue, shadow on the wall
You better

and expose yo mind

I would be lying to myself
If i said I didn't take it serious I'm doing this till death
Watching chicken heads and dumb niggas pull guns