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letra de blindsight - yfg fatso

[chorus]
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes, get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time
roll with it, here come the punch line
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes (come on, come on), get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time (come on)
roll with it, herе come the punch line (hеre it come)
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets (i did, i did)
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it (i swear that i would)

[verse 1]
they didn’t believe in me, they was hatin’ on me, i been honestly seein’ it (i peeped)
i just hope my family and friends waitin’ on me, i been grindin’ weekly (every week)
daily, that’s why i never be sleepin’ (come on)
baby, i want you close, don’t be leavin’ me (aw, man)
and i know i’m a star, they agreein’ (come on)
i put my life on the line, it don’t need to be
do you want you nails did or your lace done? i could just give you both (give you both)
you a bad b-tch, i got you in my hands, i just want the world to know (world to know)
i don’t think the last n-gga even seen what i see, shoot to find a bow (i don’t even see)
i been spendin’ time her in the stores, buyin’ her designer clothes
scratch a call from my lawyers
i don’t want your friends ’cause you the baddest
feed her love and d-ck
money whenever she want, she gots to have it
i’m on top of the world
i’ma give you this planet, this sh-t for our kin
you ain’t no average girl, i’m givin’ you all my love, i let you in
[chorus]
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes, get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time
roll with it, here come the punch line
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes (come on, come on), get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time (come on)
roll with it, here come the punch line (here it come)
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets (i did, i did)
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it (i swear that i would)

[verse 2]
cars and money with all this rap sh-t, changed the fame, b-tches at galore (b-tches at galore)
i’m the one changed up all they rap list, nowhere to knock, i’m actually in the door (they wait at the door)
they can’t call me out, all this sh-t come out my mouth, i could honestly show it
why it’s a problem now? i wasn’t cuffin’ you never, i ain’t lovin’ no wh0re (aw, man)
she ain’t like them other b-tches, f-ck a bracelet or somethin’, she want chanel cuffs
you don’t like me, choke on the d-ck, every time i step out, i be f-ckin’ ’em up (f-ckin’ ’em up)
and i gotta be near it, i can’t go without it, we fall, but call her up (come on)
you been workin’ and slavin’ yourself all week, come and get out your clothes for once (come on, come on)
i just want body to body, i ain’t gon’ tell n0body, lil’ baby, we grown
you got me thinkin’ about you, after i leave out the stu’, i’ma call your phone
i had a dream about it, i woke up sweaty and searchin’ for what is now gone
i’ma get green without ’em, either they with me or not, gotta know what they on
[chorus]
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes, get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time
roll with it, here come the punch line
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it
i don’t be seein’ my wrong, just sometimes
take you out your clothes (come on, come on), get to feelin’, when i get over there, we havin’ fun time (come on)
roll with it, here come the punch line (here it come)
i was tryna keep it all real to you, i swear that i told you secrets (i did, i did)
i don’t want it back, i swear i’m not an indian giver, i’d rather you keep it (i swear that i would)

- yfg fatso

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