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letra de wtf u sayin - izaya tiji

[verse]
n-ggas act like they on everything
handing me bullsh-t, you served it on a plate
bro thought he was up, he spent too much it turned right into scr-pes
hit this one b-tch she got blue eyes, yea she can’t feel her [?]
high as f-ck,[?] had blackout, yea i fainted
i was steppin’ on his neck to much, he tapped out, barely made it
made sure she give all her head to me, she kept me educated
i brought so much drip, went on a trip, and got mе extra cases
louie snеaks’ thats on my feet, these b-tches got extra laces
all my b-tches got ass, and they got faces
when i see [?] just wanna taste it
don’t mean to treat you dirt, but i’m gon’ flake on you, probably
i know that she salty
your presence brought n-ggas in the fold, i know that they saw me
that boy look like a zombie
don’t run it up, keep crawlin’
every time i get knocked on my ass, i get up and start walking
i brought her out when she was yappin’, you are not talking
keep you [?] i am not stalking
before my n-ggas walked in, anyway
that hoe wanted the d-ck, i ain’t even say, mmh (i ain’t even say sh-t)
why would i give no f-ck, if you didn’t f-ck with me?
these n-ggas be on d-ck, they sound too drunk to me
when i got that news it hit me, just like a truck
that was a quick fake, yea that was just a lil’ bug
[?] for his man’s up under the rug
i don’t even need no b-tch, i got my mun-yun
[bridge]
blam, blam, boy yo’ b-tch sound lil’ sad (she just want a bag, yeah)
her pum-pum, hey, it’s constantly changing colors like a gecko
(yeah)

[verse 2]
dumbass n-gga, green as h-ll, that’s why his stuff took
drowning in that p-ssy, that b-tch had me like bluh-bluh-bluh
you can’t get your sh-t back, n-gga tough luck
we already knew that hoe was ran through from the start though
my beat from ok, that n-gga too tough
thick ass religious b-tch, i just turned her to a sl-t
all these b-tches saying “why the f-ck i gotta trust him”
(ok you the hardest, i swear to god)
(we gon’ be ok)
go back to yo’ stu’ and make your own banger
n-gga she can be a stripper, b-tch my aura change her
n-ggas cat calling, bought her a taurus, yeah
ain’t nun’, catch a flight to bora bora, yeah
yo’ main mans a dork, yeah he a no-namer

[outro]
like what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga (mmh, mmh)
like what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga (mmh, mmh)
like what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga (mmh, mmh)
what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga
what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga (uh, uh)
what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga
what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga (uh, uh)
what the f-ck you sayin’ n-gga

- izaya tiji

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