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letra de p.l.u.s. - ibeenlonely & maxwell ye

[intro: 6houl]
(go away—)
(go away, 6houl)

[chorus: ibeenlonely]
tatted this sh-t on my sleeve (yeah)
p-l-u-s, you know what it mean
sippin’ that mud, but this sh-t not the green (yeah)
f-cking this ho, but it’s not what it seems
poppin’ these tags, i feel like [ø way?]
call me [?], i ain’t got none to say
backdoor bust, i’ll bust on ya face
say they gang, but a n-gga got lace (man got laced)

[verse 1: ibeenlonely]
(oh, yeah)
got a lil’ [?] in my heart
bro down, don’t know where to start (yes)
these b-tches be thinking they smart
f-ck that gas, i smoke on a cart
bust, bust, twitch, bust inside of me (yeah)
so you know that i’m bustin’ (yeah)
tell that b-tch that i’m crushing

[chorus: ibeenlonely]
tatted this sh-t on my sleeve (yes)
p-l-u-s, you know what it mean
sippin’ that mud, but this sh-t not the green (yeah)
f-cking this ho, but it’s not what it seems
poppin’ these tags, i feel like [ø way?]
call me [?], i ain’t got none to say
backdoor bust, i’ll bust on ya face
say they gang, but a n-gga got lace (man got laced)
[verse 2: maxwell ye]
yeah, i said i wasn’t gon’ bust on her face
she said, “diamonds slay,” yeah, cool, then a n-gga can date
i get ya gone, erased, yeah
n-gga tryna play in my face
know she can’t keep up, the pace, yeah
press that gas, can’t break, yeah (can’t break)
internet b-tch, can’t stop a—
hop up in that b-tch, i might pop her, yeah
it don’t make sense, but it’s sad enough
she went, and i cut the b-tch, stay struck
wrist they bust, cartier, slatt (cartier, slatt)
cartier, slatt, yeah, cartier
woah, boy

[verse 3: ibeenlonely]
yeah, she fallin’ in love like it’s fate, yeah (in love like it’s fate)
bad lil’ bit’ with a ‘k, yeah, my bro really done with the ‘k, yeah
b-tch tryna hop in the ride
we on dope, bud, so i’m fried, yeah
we got a chopper, don’t try, yeah
her man got no reply, yeah

[verse 4: maxwell ye]
blackseats, i’m in that rove’
i f-cked the b-tch, changed my life, man, it’s over
no money, he chasing wh0res
sleep in la, wake up in vancouver
don’t plus up, i told ’em, “don’t plus up”
yeah, i told ’em, “don’t plus up”
don’t plus up, don’t plus up
don’t plus up, yeah
[chorus: ibeenlonely, maxwell ye]
tatted this sh-t on my sleeve (yeah)
p-l-u-s, you know what it mean (yeah)
sippin’ that mud, but this sh-t not the green (yeah)
f-cking this ho, but it’s not what it seems
poppin’ these tags, i feel like [ø way?] (yeah)
call me [?], i ain’t got none to say (yeah)
backdoor bust, i’ll bust on ya face (don’t plus up)
say they gang, but a n-gga got lace (don’t plus up, yeah)

[outro: maxwell ye]
don’t plus up
don’t plus up, yeah (ha)
don’t plus up
don’t plus up, yeah (ha)
don’t plus up
don’t plus up, yeah

- ibeenlonely maxwell ye

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