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letra de ​wishing u were mine - kitzzzz

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[intro]
(vuksai)

[verse 1]
i’ve been steady chilling baby, i ain’t got no problem
i’ve been writing numbers with my bros, you can’t stop ’em
if you run up on me, i’ma hit you with my shotgun
hit ’em 3 times, yeah, you know we’ve been on drive-on
yeah, we finna drive up, up, up on
with the cheerleader girl with the pom, pom poms
if my irls find me, then i’m gone, gone, gone
when i blow up out this game, yeah, i gotta stay calm
yeah, you know what i’m on
in the private vc with your hoe, i know what she want
no, i cannot front, no, i cannot lie though
open up my brain, i might show you what’s inside though
[chorus]
f-cking with your side hoe, f-cking with your b-tch
yeah, he was talking crazy, you ain’t f-cking with my clique
yeah, and if you talking too, wе finna leave you in the ditch, no
sittin’ with my bros, yеah, you know i’ll never switch, no
i’ma hit ’em up for the one time, one time
i don’t be joking, punchline
talk about the money, you want mine, no
shawtie bad, so fine though, yuh
and, and i’m wishing you were mine now
aimin’ at his head, and we shoot him through his eyehole

[verse 2]
i’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
every time we talk you end up calling me a liar
if we burning bridges, i’ma put you through a fire
too many tears to count, yeah, my eyes hurt
and i don’t wanna go through this sh-t anymore
and i get caught up in this love because i’m bored
if you follow my lead, if you listen to my voice
maybe next time you’ll have a choice
and i can’t go back
ever since you left, i’ve been going outside
yeah, your mans hit me up, i don’t know why he be mad
no wait, i know, it’s ’cause i’m
[chorus]
f-cking with your side hoe, f-cking with your b-tch
yeah, he was talking crazy, you ain’t f-cking with my clique
yeah, and if you talking too, we finna leave you in the ditch, no
sittin’ with my bros, yeah, you know i’ll never switch, no
i’ma hit ’em up for the one time, one time
i don’t be joking, punchline
talk about the money, you want mine, no
shawtie bad, so fine though, yuh
and, and i’m wishing you were mine now
aimin’ at his head, and we shoot him through his eyehole

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