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letra de no feelings - hxndro

[intro: hxndro]
huh, huh, huhhh
huh, huh, huhhh
huh, huh, huhhh
huh, huh, huh

[chorus: hxndro, keypointz309]
p-ss ass n-gga want smoke (p-ss ass n-gga want)
my whole gang on go (my whole gang on)
bet ya ass didn’t know (bet ya ass didn’t)
know i keep a pole (know i keep a)
all my n-ggas with it, yeah, they tryna turn you to dope (tryna turn you to)
know my n-ggas shooters, yeah, they tryna hit your folks (hit you with that)
p-ss ass n-gga want smoke (p-ss ass n-gga want)
my whole gang on go (my whole gang on)
bet ya ass didn’t know (bet ya ass didn’t)
know i keep a pole (know i keep a)
all my n-ggas with it, yeah, they tryna turn you to dope (tryna turn you to)
know my n-ggas shooters, yeah, they tryna hit your folks (hit you with that, oh, yeah)
[verse: keypointz309]
i get the ends, that’s for certain
might cop my baby a birkin (yeah)
her heart just stopped working (yeah)
too bad, i ain’t no earthling (uh-uh)
that means i’ont got feelings (feelings)
smoke big gas, i’m chilling (whoo)
zooted, i float to the ceiling (yeah)
zooted, i float to the ceiling
and she saying i’m bad, i act like a villain (oh, yeah)
she know that a n-gga whole life, been evil (oh, yeah)
i know that she h-rny, she want me to beat her (yeah)
she way too excited, she want me to meet her (bah-bah, yeah)
her sister look better, i might have to keep her (uh-huh, huh)
foreign car with a two-seater (yeah)
she feening for clout, she a leecher (uh-huh)
bad b-tch, need a new teacher
p-ssy n-gga want this smoke (smoke)
my d-ck down her throat (down her throat)
open your mouth when i buss (open your mouth when i)
lil b-tch, say she tryna f-ck, yeah (lil b-tch tryna)
lil b-tch drank my kids (wanna drink my)
that b-tch not my folks (not my)
had to wipe his nose (had to wipe it)
get slimed out, you get croaked (uh-huh)
[chorus: hxndro, keypointz309]
p-ss ass n-gga want smoke (p-ss ass n-gga want)
my whole gang on go (my whole gang on)
bet ya ass didn’t know (bet ya ass didn’t, yeah)
know i keep a pole (know i keep a, bah)
all my n-ggas with it, yeah, they tryna turn you to dope (turn ‘em in like)
know my n-ggas shooters, yeah, they tryna hit your folks (my n-ggas shoot it like)
p-ss ass n-gga want smoke (p-ss ass n-gga want, want, n-gga, like)
my whole gang on go (my whole gang on, lil b-tch on)
bet ya ass didn’t know (bet ya ass didn’t)
know i keep a pole (know i keep a, oh, yeah)
all my n-ggas with it, yeah, they tryna turn you to dope (tryna turn you to, bah)
know my n-ggas shooters, yeah, they tryna hit your folks (hit you with that, yeah)

- hxndro

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