letra de fuck her life - $amaad
[intro]
been a very strange day
ayy
[chorus]
ayy, i might f-ck her life up (f-ck her life up)
she like, “d-mn, [?]”
now she wan’ know where i’m at, she like, “whose b-tch you with?” (whose b-tch you with?)
and i been at stu’ all night, i ain’t been on sh-t (ain’t been on sh-t)
on my mama, i don’t need no f-ckin’ stylist, i been fly like pilot (no f-ckin’ stylist)
walk around with the bankroll, i was never f-ckin’ with the wallets (never f-ckin’ with the wallets)
you was talkin’ ’bout love, i’on e’en know whatever you call it (whatever you call it)
i’on e’en wan’ talk ’bout that right now, n-a, i’m stallin’ (n-a, i’m stallin’)
i heard you was ballin’ good, i want you to get out the hood, too (want you to get out the hood, too)
i ain’t gon’ [?] doin’ whatever you could do (doin’ whatevеr you could do)
you listen and watchin’ this sh-t, you doin’ whatever you could, too, ayy (doin’ whatеver you could, too)
my only advice is just do it so you won’t be wishin’ you would, uh, ayy (wishin’ you would)
[verse]
[?] smoke the wood (smoke the wood)
i got a glock in the back, n-a, like a soldier should (soldier should)
b-tch ain’t want you, wanna text back, hit her with a shoulder shrug (shoulder shrug)
when i was down bad back then, wish you would’ve showed the love (showed the love)
i got the same b-tches watchin’, n-a, i ain’t stoppin’, i’m in that bag (i’m in that bag)
saw that sh-t then hit the studio, they stealin’ my swag (stealin’ my swag)
got the baddest b-tches walkin’ on earth, i’on e’en brag (i’on e’en brag)
hit that model b-tch with a swerve, i ain’t gotta buy no bag (ain’t gotta buy no bag)
(ain’t gotta buy no bag)
(hit that b-tch with a swerve, i ain’t gotta buy no bag)
[chorus]
ayy, i might f-ck her life up (f-ck her life up)
she like, “d-mn, [?]”
now she wan’ know where i’m at, she like, “whose b-tch you with?” (whose b-tch you with?)
and i been at stu’ all night, i ain’t been on sh-t (ain’t been on sh-t)
on my mama, i don’t need no f-ckin’ stylist, i been fly like pilot (no f-ckin’ stylist)
walk around with the bankroll, i was never f-ckin’ with the wallets (never f-ckin’ with the wallets)
you was talkin’ ’bout love, i’on e’en know whatever you call it (whatever you call it)
i’on e’en wan’ talk ’bout that right now, n-a, i’m stallin’ (n-a, i’m stallin’)
i heard you was ballin’ good, i want you to get out the hood, too (want you to get out the hood, too)
i ain’t gon’ [?] doin’ whatever you could do (doin’ whatever you could do)
you listen and watchin’ this sh-t, you doin’ whatever you could, too, ayy (doin’ whatever you could, too)
my only advice is just do it so you won’t be wishin’ you would, uh, ayy (wishin’ you would)
[outro]
(smoke the wood)
(soldier should)
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