letra de basic hoes - ufodarockstar
(b-tches wanna talk to me but i don’t got the time today)
(don’t got time today)
(b-tches wanna talk to me but all these b-tches h-lla fake)
(nick your stupid)
get up out my face
b-tches wanna talk to me but i don’t got the time today
no i don’t got time for fake
b-tches wanna talk to me but
all these b-tches h-lla fake
don’t got time for fake sh-t
don’t got time for basic
(it’s been new phone who this since i’ve upped my status)
n-ggas wanna see me dead
but ima keep waiting
she just wanna talk
(cuz what im wearing ain’t nothing basic)
she assumed that i’m racist
cuz all of my diamonds they’rе
(whiter then basic hoes)
that just want dеsigner clothes
that girl that you just want to know
nah nah nah nah i’m done with that fake sh-t
shorty don’t talk to me baby you basic
back up on that bullsh-t
like new phone who dis
n-ggas tryna hit my line but b-tch i’m too lit
i just be f-cking these hoes
f-cking these b-tches then i gotta go
irrelevant i can not talk to you no
done with this fake sh-t i’m hitting the door
murdering sh-t n-ggas be lit
n-ggas
n-ggas be talking bout hitting a l!ck
run up get the money quick
get all the money and guns then dip
don’t got time for fake sh-t
i don’t got time for basic
(it’s been new phone who this since i’ve upped my status)
n-ggas wanna see me dead
but ima keep waiting
she just wanna talk
(cuz what im pulling ain’t nothing basic)
she assumed that i’m racist
cuz all of my diamonds they’re
(whiter then basic hoes)
that just want designer clothes
that girl that you just want to know
kiddghoul:
sinister i’m having thoughts i’m hearing sh-t again
sippin liquor sipped a lot i downed a bottle jameson
i lost my soul i’m sinnin’ once and think i will again
psylocibin couple tabs an now i’m trippin out my head
(tip toe witta pistol) gonna hit them
sip slow roll the window and (we l!cked em)
trip bro hit flint bro
(and i’m trippin)
i just smoke a pack of herb and then we on a misssion
(no amphetamines)
i got what need
(take hit of weed)
smoke a hit of leaf
(run up dollar bills)
blue then to green
every where we go
(i’m riding wit the team)
i don’t got time for fake sh-t
i don’t got time for basic
(it’s been new phone who this since i’ve upped my status)
n-ggas wanna see me dead
but ima keep waiting
she just wanna talk
(cuz what im wearing ain’t nothing basic)
she assumed that i’m racist
cuz all of my diamonds they’re
(whiter then basic hoes)
that just want designer clothes
that girl that you just want to know
…is a fake ass hoe
but i already know
b-tches fake
b-tch i can’t get with that
b-tches fake b-tch get up off my back
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