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letra de sativa remix! - benihxnx

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sample: jhene aiko

drinks, are on me
i said now go and take a shot on me
only drug a b-tch is on is the tree
but i lasted ten rounds like a freak
like a g

[verse 1]:

laugh to the bank, sh-t is a joke
f-ck is so funny? i heard you was broke
i cannot f-ck with no f-ck n-gga
send his ass straight to the dirt
’cause he thought i was slow
like what? b-tch, you hurt
stain on my shirt
that’s for a n-gga that lurk
b-b-tch, you next
empty your muhf-ckin’ pockets
and gimme that sh-t in your purse

[chorus]:

she want a g? b-tch, you around one
you played who? like b-tch, you done
spinnin’ my 4’s and n-gga gon’ ride round with a full clip
but is it you? or my gun?
l-like come get it
we keep a glock or switch
to take off a dumb n-gga fitted
n-gga, who did it?
i ain’t say nothing to shawty
but she finna give mе her digi-
i, think, she, wan-na, come and f-ck
don’t run
[brеak]:
n-gga, i do it for fun

[verse 2]:

she, try-na, come over and vent
you got me bent
either you eating my kids
or you gotta get sent
o-off of the vent
w-wrist, like bent
b-tch, you shot, not even a 10
y-you checking who?
i’m not stressin’ n0body
they know what i usually do
don’t think you somebody, b-tch
word to my dead, f-ck you
i cannot be wit’ a lay
i put an opp in the sk- (duey dirty)

[verse 3]:

putting that sh-t right to bed
ho’ get ready
she want the headie
f-f-ck around, turn around
put me a melly
b-back in, back out
then gotta dash out
i cannot trust her if she throwing that ass out
i’m ’bout to pass out
booty might lash out
do what you want, you is not my b-tch
[chorus]:

she want a g? b-tch, you around one
you played who? like b-tch, you done
spinnin’ my 4’s and n-gga gon’ ride round with a full clip
but is it you? or my gun?
l-like come get it
we keep a glock or switch
to take off a dumb n-gga fitted
n-gga, who did it?
i ain’t say nothing to shawty
but she finna give me her digi-
i, think, she, wan-na, come and f-ck
don’t run

[verse 4]:

m-man, i feel bad for the n-ggas
who really think we haven’t spun
y-you had no clue
hop out the cut
and i’m still uppin’ it out of the blue
i-i get to blammin’
n-gga like, d-mn it
i get them running right ‘outta they shoes
[verse 5]:

please don’t trip
then gotta dip
i got your hoe on the back
and she just like this
she give me throat, uh-huh
she got me driving all over her boat, uh-huh
t-they be too slow, uh-huh
n-gga, i’m hot, but i’ll keep a coat, uh-uh
s-she got me sick
n-gga, i keep me a stick
tell a n-gga, “suck my di-“

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