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letra de rush - lilamx

i don’t know how to love, too turned up to give no f-ck
and my b-tch, she feels the rush
whenever we kiss and touch
oh, the rush, oh, the rush

why do you act like that?
you’re calling on my phone, baby, i ain’t coming back
you should’ve known when you left me in the past
i’m on my own, i’m smoking all my gas

i’ve been in a dropped top benz with my friends
i’ve been running up my money, ran out of rubber bands
too many people calling my phone, lil’ b-tch, you know i don’t have a lot of friends
too many people sneaking and faking on me, i gotta act on the defense
on the defensе

i don’t know how to love, too turned up to give no f-ck
my b-tch, shе feels the rush whenever we kiss and touch
and i feel the l-st, baby, we don’t have to rush
and i don’t really know how to give my love to you

my b-tch, she’s mad as f-ck and i know i let you go
and then she’s calling on my phone, she tells me don’t let go
and i’m tryna keep you close but you’re doing the most, baby
i ain’t gonna let you drive me mad, crazy, lavish
my b-tch, my b-tch, the baddest, so i know the b-tch, she’s bragging
run up on my hundreds, my pockets f-ckin’ sagging
i’ve been rocking mike amiri jeans
my b-tch, she’s the baddest, she told me, “can you keep it clean?”
in the benz, yeah, in the high speed
and my friends, yeah, we keep it low-key
my b-tch is the baddest, f-ck, you know she’s starting to feel me
took my b-tch overseas, i gotta get receipts

i let you beat it, our love in these rides
move like an angel, i love when we fight
but tell me, baby, why are you surprised?
i’m living lavish, lavish, b-tch, you know this is a high life, high life, high life
are you with me for the night?
high life
i need myself a ride or die
guess my b-tch, she’s mad as f-ck, be satisfied

and i know, oh girl, i know
that you’re really tryna keep me close
on the low, on the low
you keep blowing up my phone, you do the most

i don’t know how to love
too turned up to give no f-ck
my b-tch, she feels the rush
whenever we be kissing, touching
i feel the l-st, baby, we don’t have to rush
and i don’t really know how to give my love to you
my b-tch, she’s so sad, guess i did let her go
she’s blowing up my phone, she tells me, “don’t let go”
i’m tryna keep you close, but you’re doing the most
so i guess it’s our time to let you go

- lilamx

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