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letra de fuck you (feat. kozmihk & tré) [prod. guala beatz & 5head] - xills

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[producer tag:]
guala beatz, bring it back
fi-fi-fi-5head

[verse 1: kozmihk]
she gon’ leave me, heart is bleeding (bleed)
lost in my mind, she’s a vampire feeding (drac’)
blood soaked shirt and a coked out wife-beat (blood)
thought i found a real one, (thought i found a—) thought i found a wifey (yeah)
d-mn i was wrong, (d-mn d-mn) give me your phone (b-tch)
cheating on me, (yeah) find a new home
f-ck you b-tch, i’m leaving you alone

[chorus: xills]
f-ck you b-tch don’t hit my phone
you left me in the dirt, yeah you left me all alone
you left me out there stranded, i ain’t have nowhere to go
so when i get this money don’t you try to get up on it
f-ckin’ with my vibes i’m just tryna get gone
you’re f-ckin’ with my high, i’m just tryna get stoned
f-ckin’ with my mind, all up in my dome
got me in my head, got me losing my focus

[verse 2: tre]
say i gotta xanny problem, got it from my mom
straight k!llin’ my liver, hennessy is almost gone
now i’m trippin’ over all the f-cking problems that you caused
you’re the only reason that i gave a f-ck at all
better come get her, yeah she’s on percs
brand new dior purse, everybody knows her
diamonds on my neck brrr, like an iceberg
gucci bust down, spark a blunt, where’s my lighter
[chorus: xills]
f-ck you b-tch don’t hit my phone
you left me in the dirt, yeah you left me all alone
you left me out there stranded, i ain’t have nowhere to go
so when i get this money don’t you try to get up on it—

[bridge: tre]
yeah we high ’til we smoke again
n-ggas down to ride, yeah no fake friends
drop the top, now i flex my bands
shawty f-ck with me, now she got a mans
now switch up to the friend zone
b-tch get out my memos
yeah i count my guap, i count my peso
do her lil dance whenever i say so

[verse 4: xills & tre]
switch the flow up like the topic
got a new baddie and she like the way i’m rockin’
she got a heart of gold so you know i had to cop it
knew she was a good one from the day we started talking
i knew that she was ‘bout it from the first time that she topped it
baby you a dime, you my bonnie, you my rock
she ride my f-ckin’ waves like we surfin’ in the tropics
babygirl lets go to sp-ce, i could be your f-ckin’ rocket
[chorus: xills & xills & tre]
f-ck you b-tch don’t hit my phone
you left me in the dirt, yeah you left me all alone
you left me out there stranded, i ain’t have nowhere to go
so when i get this money don’t you try to get up on it
f-ckin’ with my vibes i’m just tryna get gone
you’re f-ckin’ with my high, i’m just tryna get stoned
f-ckin’ with my mind, all up in my dome
got me in my head, got me losing my focus

- xills

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