CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Weave
Let it come through, put [?] on the f**king list
You f**k it up, you f**king b*t*h
You f**king broke, I'm gettin' rich
Toss it like I'm syphilis
[?], you feelin' this
Your money short like Digikiss
Your girl gon stay, she wants my, aye
Put it in a bag, in a bag, on the scene
Imma pull up in a foreign, hello, yeah, hey that's me
No, I don't like to [?] but she gon j*rk me like a meat
No, I don't like to [?] so she gon ride me til I sleep
Aye, yeah, aye, ride me til I sleep
Aye, tell all my haters that I hope they rest in peace
Lil Crypt and Lilbootycall, one hеlla recipe
Shout-out to all the racthеt babies, bump this what you [?], yah
Gold on my neck, your b*t*h thumbin' through a check
And she givin' me some head, while I'm mixin' up the tech
Back up on my knife, I might take a f**king life
I might smoke these f**king blunts until I lose my f**king mind
Don't play with the [?], talk that sh*t you gettin' wrecked
pu**y boy, we heard the threats, I'm comin' through and leave you dead
b*t*h I'm lurking through the night, slicin' down and pull my scythe
You can see it in my eyes, my plate is f**king fortified
Servin' up the beans, I just popped a Senzu Bean
My new b*t*h lookin' supreme, and she wanna pour the lean
Yeah, she wanna roll a stick, she wanna get on my d**k
I cannot f**k with the b*t*h, I need the ice up on my wrist
You f**k it up, you f**king b*t*h
You f**king broke, I'm gettin' rich
Toss it like I'm syphilis
[?], you feelin' this
Your money short like Digikiss
Your girl gon stay, she wants my, aye
Put it in a bag, in a bag, on the scene
Imma pull up in a foreign, hello, yeah, hey that's me
No, I don't like to [?] but she gon j*rk me like a meat
No, I don't like to [?] so she gon ride me til I sleep
Aye, yeah, aye, ride me til I sleep
Aye, tell all my haters that I hope they rest in peace
Lil Crypt and Lilbootycall, one hеlla recipe
Shout-out to all the racthеt babies, bump this what you [?], yah
Gold on my neck, your b*t*h thumbin' through a check
And she givin' me some head, while I'm mixin' up the tech
Back up on my knife, I might take a f**king life
I might smoke these f**king blunts until I lose my f**king mind
Don't play with the [?], talk that sh*t you gettin' wrecked
pu**y boy, we heard the threats, I'm comin' through and leave you dead
b*t*h I'm lurking through the night, slicin' down and pull my scythe
You can see it in my eyes, my plate is f**king fortified
Servin' up the beans, I just popped a Senzu Bean
My new b*t*h lookin' supreme, and she wanna pour the lean
Yeah, she wanna roll a stick, she wanna get on my d**k
I cannot f**k with the b*t*h, I need the ice up on my wrist
