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letra de hearse - $ofaygo

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[hook]
if that n-gga not talking ’bout green then he’s excused
break that lil’ ho back and break her heart, she said, “i miss you”
hurry up, i’m there, and i know just how you feel
that money my love affair, p-ssy ass lil’ ho, farewell

[interlude]
we missed you, faygo

[pre-chorus]
sippin’ on this wock’, please tell my mother i’m sorry
glocky on my hip, that p-ssy n-gga better worry
f-ck up the lot, i’m swerving, glock put a n-gga in the he-rs-
leave a lil’ n-gga in the dirt, air force 1s, stomp a n-gga on the curb

[chorus]
f-ck that opp, i knock his head off first (grrah), with my nina
taking these drugs, i feel like i’m out my mind, yeah
lost in my mind, i swear we lost some good times, yeah
left that n-gga behind and now they, they screaming “why?” because i don’t (yeah, yeah), yeah, don’t give a f-ck, n-gga
you ain’t ’bout your bucks, i’m tryna get my funds up, n-gga
mama, don’t you worry, i got it tucked for these lil’ f-ck n-ggas
and not on god, no, i cannot trust these n-ggas, i got trust issues (yeah)

[verse]
yeah, i got trust issues (bling)
when lil faygo pull up to the scene, it’s an issue (brrt)
if that n-gga not talking ’bout green then he’s excused (yeah)
break that lil’ ho back and break her heart, she said, “i miss you”
hurry up, i’m there, and i know just how you feel
that money my love affair, p-ssy ass lil’ ho, farewell
i cannot just stand there (brrah), and get no money (yeah)
these n-ggas be g-y, these n-ggas be lame
these n-ggas be so d-mn bummy
we not running no trains, i promise i put the d-ck up in her tummy
on paper, that’s just like a mummy
these n-ggas mad they ain’t on nothin’
grabbing that chopper, nah-ah (beep, yeah)
(doo, doo, doo-doo-doo)
hurry up, i’m there (brrt, beep)
(doo-doo-doo)

[pre-chorus]
sippin’ on this wock’, please tell my mother i’m sorry
glocky on my hip, that p-ssy n-gga better worry
f-ck up the lot, i’m swerving, glock put a n-gga in the he-rs-
leave a lil’ n-gga in the dirt, air force 1s, stomp a n-gga on the curb

[chorus]
f-ck that opp, i knock his head off first (grrah), with my nina
taking these drugs, i feel like i’m out my mind, yeah
lost in my mind, i swear we lost some good times, yeah
left that n-gga behind and now they, they screaming “why?” because i don’t (yeah, yeah), yeah, don’t give a f-ck, n-gga
you ain’t ’bout your bucks, i’m tryna get my funds up, n-gga
mama, don’t you worry, i got it tucked for these lil’ f-ck n-ggas
and not on god, no, i cannot trust these n-ggas, i got trust issues (yeah)

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