a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de what you saying - bryce austin

[intro]
yeah, uh

[chorus]
what the f-ck you mean i get to lit, like what this n-gga sayin’
what the f-ck you mean i pulled up late, at least i’m walking in
how the f-ck i’m mean i just be sayin’ what’s on my f-ckin’ head
i don’t let her hang ’round here no more cause she was f-ckin’ weird
i don’t even hang ’round him no more, yeah that boy f-ckin’ dead
i don’t even trust no one no more i stay pre-f-ckin’-pared
i’m gon’ speak my mind and you ‘gon tell me that i’m wrong
like always
i would never talk about you when you’re not herе

[verse]
tell me if i’m tripping, he movе like a weirdo
in this brand new foreign truck, it move like a rain cloud
n-ggas talk that sh-t then duck me, i pop all this sh-t for nothing
she want it, she tried to rush me
i make up sh-t cause you don’t trust me
what the f-ck you mean i get too lit, b-tch don’t be f-cking weird
last night i was with some party girls that had me f-ckin’ scared
roll-up with my same n-ggas, no new n-ggas ’round here
she still tryna learn how to game-change, and she 28 so i fear

[bridge]
it might be to late for this
it might be okay for just one night, i need my therapist
i can’t hide my feelings, it’s so hard to keep on faking it
you fade all those feelings, i can tell and it’s embarrassing
[chorus]
what the f-ck you mean i get to lit, like what this n-gga sayin’
what the f-ck you mean i pulled up late, at least i’m walking in
how the f-ck i’m mean i just be sayin’ what’s on my f-ckin’ head
i don’t let her hang ’round here no more cause she was f-ckin’ weird
i don’t even hang ’round him no more, yeah that boy f-ckin’ dead
i don’t even trust no one no more i stay pre-f-ckin’-pared
i’m gon’ speak my mind and you ‘gon tell me that i’m wrong
like always
i would never talk about you when you’re not here

[outro]
(tripping, like a weirdo)
(go)
(ooh, d-mn, woah)

- bryce austin

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS