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letra de guys - keshore

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
why would i waste my time on a broke b-tch? n-gga, that’s not my vibes
booted up off of the shrooms and i’m smoking on gas and i’m kicking it with my guys
if i do me like i always do me then the fake n-ggas always gon’ cut they ties
k!lling they soul when they see you outside, speaking my mind ’till i motherf-cking die

[verse i]
smoking that za’, n-gga, f-ck is a dime?
i’m f-cking your ho and i’m f-cking your wife
out of the country, got currency spice
we mixing an ox’ with a xan’ and the line
smoking a backwood in dover
tight end n-gga, i was never pushed over
if you want to die, send that boy to jehovah
i’m spending my time on the game and the soda
my n-ggas in jail and i hope they get out
my n-ggas was stacking them bodies like grams
i’m keeping a glock and a booking advance
your partner sold soul for a label advance
i give ’em the .45, make that boy dance
a pretty boy, criminal still on the low
i’m rapping and trapping, they stealing my flow
i bodied your b-tch and she sucking my toes, yeah
[chorus]
why would i waste my time on a broke b-tch? n-gga, that’s not my vibes
booted up off of the shrooms and i’m smoking on gas and i’m kicking it with my guys
if i do me like i always do me then the fake n-ggas always gon’ cut they ties
k!lling they soul when they see you outside, speaking my mind ’till i motherf-cking die

[verse ii]
chatting way more than my b-tch (huh)
b-tching way more than my b-tch (yeah)
n-ggas be p-ssy, that’s it (huh)
so i just slap the lil’ b-tch (yeah)
don’t give a f-ck about sh-t (yeah)
you best give a f-ck who it is (yeah)
i’m better than all of them n-ggas (yeah)
i’m cuter than all of your b-tches
n-gga, i’ll beat that n-gga, i’ll take that charge, i’ll take that sentence (yeah)
write out that check and i motherf-cking send it
no love for a b-tch, who the f-ck is you kidding?
i’m kicking that love like i’m kicking that cup (huh)
p-ssy n-ggas love to sub (yeah)
show ’em what a burner does
hit the 5, burn a n-gga up
49 in the g6
looseleaf’s, never smoke spliffs
rare drip, got a rare fit
shawty got a ass with the hips
shawty got a ass, shake that sh-t
first round, n-gga, first pick
being broke always made me sick
[chorus]
why would i waste my time on a broke b-tch? n-gga, that’s not my vibes
booted up off of the shrooms and i’m smoking on gas and i’m kicking it with my guys
if i do me like i always do me then the fake n-ggas always gon’ cut they ties
k!lling they soul when they see you outside, speaking my mind ’till i motherf-cking die

why would i waste my time on a broke b-tch? n-gga, that’s not my vibes
booted up off of the shrooms and i’m smoking on gas and i’m kicking it with my guys
if i do me like i always do me then the fake n-ggas always gon’ cut they ties
k!lling they soul when they see you outside, speaking my mind ’till i motherf-cking die

- keshore

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