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letra de yn diaries - kino rose

[chorus]
it’s a thousand f-ckin’ ways for you to slime somebody out
i was just fresh out the pen, i went to rob somebody’s house
i was 13 makin’ bank off selling rocks straight out the house
young n-gga pop out with that cutter, makin’ blood come out your mouth
young n-gga pop out with that frrr that i had under granny’s couch
i was just stuck in the hood, i had no way to make it out
when they see me with that frrr, these p-ssy ass n-ggas start running out
i put belt to ass on any p-ssy n-gga wildin’ out
wi- wildin’ out

[verse]
used to say we friends, but, somehow we fallin’ out
i just hopped out that benz with my brother scouting out
see some hoes that say they friends, but, they kiss, they wildin’ out
i just dropped some oxy 10’s in my sandwich, sh-t tastes foul
sh-t tastes foul, only way to wash it down was with some owl
all these b-tches on my dms, but, somehow i feel left out
feeling left out, i wanna go home and talk it out with the mic’
’cause it’s the only thing to ever hear me out
i don’t ever see you out
you hit a l!ck, run to the house
i hit a l!ck, then, wait it out
’cause it’s some n-ggas out that never ever, ever, check me out
f-ck you b-tch, i tote my pow
b-tch, i’m too high for discussions
i’ve been ready for some war, boy, don’t push my b-ttons
my b-tch so nasty with it, she gave me a concussion
i don’t know how that happened, but, i’m way too f-cked up
yeah, i’m way too f-cked up, rick owen jeans got messed up, i spilled my cup up
i done got high as f-ck, mhm, i’m mumbling the f-ck up
these b-tches on my d-ck, they love saying that i’m too stuck up
but i ain’t really stuck up, lil´b-tch, shut the f-ck up
i’m a young n-gga, it’s gon’ be many times i f-ck up
i’m a young n-gga, but, when i up it better duck, duck
i did bad sh-t that’s probably f-cking my luck up
but i ain’t gon’ give up, bruh
[chorus]
it’s a thousand f-ckin’ ways for you to slime somebody out
i was just fresh out the pen, i went to rob somebody’s house
i was 13 makin’ bank off selling rocks straight out the house
young n-gga pop out with that cutter, makin’ blood come out your mouth
young n-gga pop out with that frrr that i had under granny’s couch
i was just stuck in the hood, i had no way to make it out
when they see me with that frrr, these p-ssy ass n-ggas start running out
i put belt to ass on any p-ssy n-gga wildin’ out
wi- wildin’ out

[outro: way2bl–dy]
it’s like n-ggas keep hidin’, shawty
they keep hidin’
n-ggas ain’t tryna hop out and show out
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
like, i’m in this b-tch waiting
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
i’m waiting for y’all to show out, no cap

- kino rose

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