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letra de worst part - ‎osamason

[intro]
n-ggas just gotta understand, like
how it feels to be in the position (boy-)
to have so many negative things being said to me
with so much negative sh-t goin’ on (boy- that’s them)
as far as like, yeah, my supporters, bro, it means a lot (boy, f-ck you n-gga)
it really do (f-ck you n-gga)

[chorus]
woke up to some f-ckin’ bands (bee, bee)
worst part is you broke and mad (bee, bee)
i-i just made that four-door drag
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, she a gnat (she a gnat)
we finna go spend checks on that
coup-couple racks in this lv bag (bee, bee)
brand-new chain, i don’t need no flash
check came in, gotta pay my slatt (slime, slime)
late night workin’, you just slack (let’s go)
pull-pull up to the hood and they like, “slime back” (slatt)
slide with lil rel, he shooting back (lil rel)
shoutout my (shh), free my (shh), no bap
young n-gga causin’ h-ll
got-gotta send money through the mail (yeah)

[verse]
i told my shooter, i got you
b-tch, i’m up as f-ck, i’m not you (no)
see me and your ho, that’s not you (yuh)
i-i get fly, oh sh-t, that’s not new (yuh)
hop up out the whip and pop you (buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
i got three of them phones, don’t answer (brr)
yuh-yuh, told her call me “bands-up”
yuh, ’cause i got my bands up
ysl jeans, can’t pull my pants up (no)
wa-watch yo’ ho, she got no manners
i was just kickin’ it with a cancer (kick, kick)
watch my slime ’cause he gon’ blam ya’ (slime)
lv bag hold a hundred bands (bee, bee)
me and my gang k!ll a hundred men (yuh)
twenty bands just for a hit, what you sayin’?
i’m in the crib with a glock and a chop
x, percs, lean, n-gga, come and shop (come shop)
sh-t hurt my soul when slime got shot (d-mn)
wi-wish you was here to see me pop
wo-worst part is i miss my dog
worst part is i miss my dog
worst part is i miss my dog
i’ma go slide ’til the n-ggas fall
i ain’t tryna hear sh-t from all y’all
but i keep it going, i told slime can’t give up (nah)
wish that you could pick up (brr)
not lookin’ at the bigger picture (no)
but just know lil’ cous’ i miss ya’ (yeah)
went out fed, don’t talk to my sister (my sis’, my sis’)
now you know i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ ya’ (i ain’t f-ckin’)
had to get my bread up yeah, lil’ n-gga (yeah)
[chorus]
woke up to some f-ckin’ bands (bee, bee)
worst part is you broke and mad (bee, bee)
i-i just made that four-door drag
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, she a gnat (she a gnat)
we finna go spend checks on that
coup-couple racks in this lv bag (bee, bee)
brand-new chain, i don’t need no flash
check came in, gotta pay my slatt (slime, slime)
late night workin’, you just slack (let’s go)
pull-pull up to the hood and they like, “slime back” (slatt)
slide with lil rel, he shooting back (lil rel)
shoutout my (shh), free my (shh), no bap
young n-gga causin’ h-ll
got-gotta send money through the mail (yeah, boy, f-ck you n-gga)

[outro]
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee, f-ck you n-gga)
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee)
(bee, bee)

- osamason

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