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letra de no luv - ​fkbambam

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[intro]
birthed this genre like 3 years ago
don’t think i got the real credit that i’m owed
letting out a couple feelings about all of my clones
now the mainstream bite it too and yet i’m really unknown

[chorus]
birthed this genre like 3 years ago
don’t think i got the real credit that i’m owed
letting out a couple feelings about all of my clones
now the mainstream bite it too and yet i’m really unknown
like d-mn
what the f-ck can you really do
keep on laying down the formula for all these fools
a few got my respеct the rest of ’em want mе to lose
been a outcast since i was in primary school

[bridge]
talking ’bout real sh-t
you cannot feel this
tryna go forward no more time to reminisce
from a tiny nation known for the homicide
now a narco state being europe’s biggest coke supply

[verse 1]
couldn’t sell drugs just wanna be myself
ain’t built for that bullsh-t rather make something that sells
dropped out too many times cause i kept on f-cking up
most the scene lying when they say they coming from the mud
[verse 2]
imma run it up to the top
make you wanna dance cause i keep on making bops
go crazy don’t stop
make a motherf-cker move tap dancing from the shots
don’t love no thots
need a bad b-tch with a bag and incentive for the guap
getting to this green like the kush inside my blunt
smoking on a junt b-tch i do not give a f-ck

[verse 2]
imma run it up to the top
make you wanna dance cause i keep on making bops
go crazy don’t stop
make a motherf-cker move tap dancing from the shots
don’t love no thots
need a bad b-tch with a bag and incentive for the guap
getting to this green like the kush inside my blunt
smoking on a junt b-tch i do not give a f-ck

[chorus]
birthed this genre like 3 years ago
don’t think i got the real credit that i’m owed
letting out a couple feelings about all of my clones
now the mainstream bite it too and yet i’m really unknown
like d-mn
what the f-ck can you really do
keep on laying down the formula for all these fools
a few got my respect the rest of ’em want me to lose
been a outcast since i was in primary school
[bridge]
nah can’t slow down
i smell the bag like my dumbass is a hound
ratchet ass b-tch never shut up yeah she loud
yo b-tch p-ssy stinky even more so than my loud

[verse 1]
couldn’t sell drugs just wanna be myself
ain’t built for that bullsh-t rather make somethin that sells
make a hunnid k rapping on these cowbells
make a couple milly rapping on these cowbells

[verse 2]
imma run it up to the top
make you wanna dance cause i keep on making bops
go crazy don’t stop
make a motherf-cker move tap dancing from the shots
don’t love no thots
need a bad b-tch with a bag and incentive for the guap
getting to this green like the kush inside my blunt
smoking on a junt b-tch i do not give a f-ck

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