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[xzylecrey]

Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason
He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin'
He don't want no other hoes 'cause that lil' shit too easy
Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it
Big bro say I'm trippin', but I got a hundred reasons
One hundred fuckin' reasons, I'm never ever leavin'
Nope, I ain't leavin'
Even if we ain't speakin'
And if we ain't speakin', you know I'ma be tweakin'
Need a real bitch, I ain't nothin' like these groupie hoes
Nothin' like these bitches sittin' front row at your fuckin' shows
He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some
I know I ain't tripping man, about you I might kill some
(Huh, yeah) Kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some
Make one call, he still come 'cause I make him feel some
Yeah, feel some, feel some
This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb

 

[i love my frenchie]

is this lucki

 

[xzylecrey]

is this lucki

Nah she dont deserve to collab w lucki

 

[Poisonpunk3]

That's the gay-ass trend.

 

[nestivv]

That's the gay-ass trend.

Hypocrisy is man's best weapon and worst foe.