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letra de loose ends - lil ayi hit

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[intro]
cashmoneyap
nick midi
cashap got the beat tight
l2d2
double l 4l n-gga
oo oo

[chorus]
f-ck loose ends, bend a whole roll
we blow on the side, we want all the smoke
i got these lil hoes, they coming and go
i stuck with the gang, i got it on hold
come with the cash, i’m talking bankrolls
we living life fast, we never gon’ slow
your b-tch could get smashed, you know she a hoe
i pull out that bag, these b-tches say “oh”

[verse]
blocking the shade, went left and some lean
drink on the floor, you need me some clеan
we taking them dubs, a new winning tеam
my neck is a river, my wrist like a stream
the diamonds be shining, you seeing the gleam
we do it like martin, we chasing a dream
they broke down the chickens and sold to the fiends
i’m f-cking lil shawty, i hope that she cream
you know i’m gon’ ride for all of my bros
you b-tches can die, can’t cry for no hoe
it came with the blood, it came with the sweat
it came with the cash, it came on a jet
we balling on n-ggas, it’s nothing but net
you talking that sh-t, we come at your net
and please[?] like the rock, we hit like a met
you know i’m gon’ sign if you come with that check
i hop out the porsche, i got that new b-tch
you hop out that porsche, you taking a risk
they wet up your block like it was a chain (woo oo oo)
that choppa gon’ hit, you know it got range
that choppa gon’ spit, i think i’m insane
we clean this sh-t up cuz you n-ggas stains
we don’t even think, we aim at your brain
i’m poppin the seal to ease up the pain
and can’t roll it up to lower the strain
if i sell out my soul, it won’t be for fame
we got us some cash and we stay the same
you know i’mma be steady walking tame[?]
i cheated on you and i took the blame
i hope you find better, don’t f-ck with these lames
what you expect, got so many hoes that’s calling my name
we cruising the newest, we switching them lanes
this sh-t is for real, this sh-t is not games
this sh-t is for real, this sh-t is not games

[bridge]
you left me outside on the curb (aye)
i ain’t say nothing but a word (nah)
all of the cash, it do all the talking
i got a jag that do all the walking
i was with gabe and kel, we were bossing
know that we strapped, you come with some caution
yuh

[chorus] x 2
f-ck loose ends, bend a whole roll
we blow on the side, we want all the smoke
i got these lil hoes, they coming and go
i stuck with the gang, i got it on hold
come with the cash, i’m talking bankrolls
we living life fast, we never gon’ slow
your b-tch could get smashed, you know she a hoe
i pull out that bag, these b-tches say “oh”

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