CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lose Me
Aight bro this sh*t finna go... (Ahahah)
I'm finna be talkin' bout' sh*t
Hey look bro, you got 2 minutes to do this sh*t
Alright bet
2 minutes let's go
Watch this, just watch
Enviyon on the mix
I f**k that b*t*h in my room
Talkin' that sh*t til' I come through with choppas
I'm killin' him and killin' you, huh
All of my n***as get cash, uh
Run up on me then you lose, uh
All these b*t*hes finna choose, yeah
All these b*t*hes finna choose me
She say she ain't tryna suck, b*t*h
Lil' b*t*h you finna lose me
I get that money and I get that coochie
I swear I rock Louis and Gucci, huh
Run up on me then my clip like a movie
I shoot at your sh*t like a groupie, uh
Hoes in my d**k and they swallow my kids
'Cause they know I'm the man and I'm with it, hey
Ballin' I feel like a champion
Come through with Gucci all over my fit, uh
Hoes in my d**k and they f**k, uh
Told you I don't give a f**k, uh
Run up on me you get f**ked up
Lil' n***a I don't give a f**k, uh
All of my n***as get cash, what?
Stack that sh*t up that's a must, yeah
Run up on me then I bust, yeah
In my Glock 9 I'ma trust, yeah
f**kin' on a b*t*h cause I want to
Kick that lil' b*t*h like some kung-fu
Cook all that crack like it's [?]
Hit a motherf**ker with a combo
Servin' that sh*t like cilantro, damn
I got your b*t*h in my condo, uh
I got your b*t*h in my condo, damn
f**kin' that b*t*h it ain't nothing
You run up on me then with shotties I'm bussin', hey
I just been counting my money
I stack it and flip it I'm counting them hundreds, hey
I may pull up in a Hummer, I'm drummin' I'm f**kin' my nina she c*min
f**kin' that nina she c*min', I'm balling like Westbrook of OKC Thunder, hey
sh*t on that boy like a plunger, hey
Run up on me then I'm dumpin'
The police lookin' but your body in dumpster, yeah
n***as be talkin' that sh*t, but they never make money they just make assumptions, uh
Yeah, hold up, wait, wait
Uh, b*t*h on my d**k and she suckin'
I swear that she f**kin' it really ain't nothing
Feelin' like Kobe, I'm getting these buckets
f**kin' your girl when she leave I'm like f**k it
Call her a Uber, I leave the house with a Ruger
I cannot f**k with a loser
Your b*t*h a chooser
I met that lil' b*t*h at Hooters
Grabbing all over her [?]
Don't f**k with school
So they calling me Ferris Bueller
She ridin' me like a Mula
I may pull up in that Rari' you hearing that motor
Run up on me then it's over
I got that Glock on my hip, b*t*h you know you got [?]
I know these haters got [?]
I feel like I am a terrorist, I am explosive
Glock on my hip, it's reloadin', hey
b*t*h on my d**k and she f**k me I met her on a first date
Suck me on the first date, uh
I run this sh*t like a Relay
Usain Bolt b*t*h I came in first place
I blow your candles out, Glock on my hip and I caught his ass like ain't no birthday, uh
He talkin' sh*t til' I ran on his house and I killed his ass right in his birthplace, uh
I'm finna be talkin' bout' sh*t
Hey look bro, you got 2 minutes to do this sh*t
Alright bet
2 minutes let's go
Watch this, just watch
Enviyon on the mix
I f**k that b*t*h in my room
Talkin' that sh*t til' I come through with choppas
I'm killin' him and killin' you, huh
All of my n***as get cash, uh
Run up on me then you lose, uh
All these b*t*hes finna choose, yeah
All these b*t*hes finna choose me
She say she ain't tryna suck, b*t*h
Lil' b*t*h you finna lose me
I get that money and I get that coochie
I swear I rock Louis and Gucci, huh
Run up on me then my clip like a movie
I shoot at your sh*t like a groupie, uh
Hoes in my d**k and they swallow my kids
'Cause they know I'm the man and I'm with it, hey
Ballin' I feel like a champion
Come through with Gucci all over my fit, uh
Hoes in my d**k and they f**k, uh
Told you I don't give a f**k, uh
Run up on me you get f**ked up
Lil' n***a I don't give a f**k, uh
All of my n***as get cash, what?
Stack that sh*t up that's a must, yeah
Run up on me then I bust, yeah
In my Glock 9 I'ma trust, yeah
f**kin' on a b*t*h cause I want to
Kick that lil' b*t*h like some kung-fu
Cook all that crack like it's [?]
Hit a motherf**ker with a combo
Servin' that sh*t like cilantro, damn
I got your b*t*h in my condo, uh
I got your b*t*h in my condo, damn
f**kin' that b*t*h it ain't nothing
You run up on me then with shotties I'm bussin', hey
I just been counting my money
I stack it and flip it I'm counting them hundreds, hey
I may pull up in a Hummer, I'm drummin' I'm f**kin' my nina she c*min
f**kin' that nina she c*min', I'm balling like Westbrook of OKC Thunder, hey
sh*t on that boy like a plunger, hey
Run up on me then I'm dumpin'
The police lookin' but your body in dumpster, yeah
n***as be talkin' that sh*t, but they never make money they just make assumptions, uh
Yeah, hold up, wait, wait
Uh, b*t*h on my d**k and she suckin'
I swear that she f**kin' it really ain't nothing
Feelin' like Kobe, I'm getting these buckets
f**kin' your girl when she leave I'm like f**k it
Call her a Uber, I leave the house with a Ruger
I cannot f**k with a loser
Your b*t*h a chooser
I met that lil' b*t*h at Hooters
Grabbing all over her [?]
Don't f**k with school
So they calling me Ferris Bueller
She ridin' me like a Mula
I may pull up in that Rari' you hearing that motor
Run up on me then it's over
I got that Glock on my hip, b*t*h you know you got [?]
I know these haters got [?]
I feel like I am a terrorist, I am explosive
Glock on my hip, it's reloadin', hey
b*t*h on my d**k and she f**k me I met her on a first date
Suck me on the first date, uh
I run this sh*t like a Relay
Usain Bolt b*t*h I came in first place
I blow your candles out, Glock on my hip and I caught his ass like ain't no birthday, uh
He talkin' sh*t til' I ran on his house and I killed his ass right in his birthplace, uh
