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letra de lemme find out - bino rideaux

these n-ggas fraud, let me find out
put this on your tongue, bet you’ll find out
stop, bae, these n-ggas weird, i’m pullin’ fire out (pullin’ fire out)
stop, bae, that p-ssy good, i’m taking time out (taking time out)
if you gon’ give it, i’m there
lowkey

make believe
you gotta show me that we can hold on (hold on)
if we ever try, you gon’ see me so gone, yeah
lil’ shawty, that’s my vibe when we f-ck to slow songs, yeah
i ain’t spend a dime on a b-tch in so long, yeah
n-ggas want me down, i’ve been moving so wrong
shawty think i’m tryin’, she gon’ blow up both phones, yeah (both phones)
give my dawg a hundred, like, lil bro, we both on
they gon’ see me on the ‘gram, i gotta get my blow on
always off that drink, i ain’t know what else to think
all this money in the bank got me feeling so alone (so alone)
when i think of pain, i just think of our home
shawty got that wobble, she wan’ put that all on me
when you low on guapo, you could just call on me (just call on me)
you was in that cuban, that b-tch just fall on me (just fall on me)
i ain’t got nothin’ to do with this b-tch, she all on me (she all on me)
and can’t be ’round these n-ggas till you let ’em ball on me, no

these n-ggas fraud, let me find out, yeah (word)
put this on your tongue, bet you’ll find out
stop, bae, these n-ggas weird, i’m pullin’ fire out (pullin’ fire out)
stop, bae, that p-ssy good, i’m taking time out (taking time out)
if you gon’ give it, i’m there
lowkey (ayy)

i’m the n-gga that’s been standin’ ten toes for a while
your main n-gga been doin’ you too wrong for a while
go katana, go bora, go crustacean, go to tao
hit it from the back so long, i had you throwin’ in the towel
if your n-gga come back around, then he know he out of bounds
you hold that p-ssy down while i’m overseas, can’t let you drown
ha, take you out to aspen, know i’m movin’ mountains
if you wanna go shoppin’, just call up my accountant
i just went to go buy a crib, you thought i was layin’ off
i got billion dollar n-ggas, call up the agent
got some kelly’s, got some birkin’s that got your name on ’em
hold it down at golden state, like i was draymond
you know i always set the vibe and i get inside your thighs
when you got that t-shirt with no panties under it
and i bet the neighbors know my government, hey
been strokin’ and i hope i don’t cum in it, yeah

- bino rideaux

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