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letra de skoompin' - shootergang kony

[bridge]
why the f-ck you got so much to ask?
so much to say? b-tch this ain’t cl-ss
f-ck out my way, no we won’t last
always got a problem making good go bad

[verse 1]
b-tch i ain’t finna play with you
no, i ain’t finna stay with you
if the world end, i won’t spend the last day with you
we was friends, f-cked around for a day or two
and we f-cked, i ain’t planned on dating you
but, i did; i kinda regret it
it’s funny knowing good things fall like tetris
you tryna test it? i don’t even count you as an ex
dry your eyes so you can find your exit
i cussed you out twice, didn’t send my message
almost pressed send, but i keep on stressing
i would probably call you, if you learned your lesson
when it all boil down, leave yo’ dumb -ss guessing

[bridge]
why the f-ck you got so much to ask?
so much to say? b-tch this ain’t cl-ss
f-ck out my way, no we won’t last
always got a problem making good go bad

[hook]
if you would just listen, play your position
you would know that everybody ice don’t glisten
i would love, but my heart went missing
late nights, tryna rip your extensions

[verse 2]
‘member back then, it was joy
i was still a rude boy, but the money ain’t came with it
you was my yiki, i stay with it
when i lost hope, you was tryna be bae with it; b-tch that’s out
then, you tryna say we ain’t f-ck, b-tch that count
so, why you blowing up your momma and your grandma house?
and i ain’t never in my d-mn life faked you out
if i did, i would break out
know your hoe -ss probably getting banged out by h-lla n-ggas
your p-ssy got sp-ce now
you’s a dumb -ss hoe, you was f-cking with the other side too and shorty wanna bust dates now?
it’s too late, b-tch you bust like a tre pound; p-ssy lips show
and every n-gga in the hood cut—steakhouse
wan’ kiss? why the f-ck you tryna make out?
f-ck love, sh-t i’ll rather find a safe route

[bridge]
why the f-ck you got so much to ask?
so much to say? b-tch this ain’t cl-ss
f-ck out my way, no we won’t last
always got a problem making good go bad

[hook]
if you would just listen, play your position
you would know that everybody ice don’t glisten
i would love, but my heart went missing
late nights, tryna rip your extensions

[bridge]
why the f-ck you got so much to ask?
so much to say? b-tch this ain’t cl-ss
f-ck out my way, no we won’t last
always got a problem making good go bad

- shootergang kony

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