Slurred Words (Explicit)-文本歌词

Slurred Words (Explicit)-文本歌词

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Slurred words all Compliments of the lean She says she into me But I don't see what she sees (I don't see it) I mix the potion in the cup For a better me (a better me) I don't make time for chicks now They stressing me (just cool nuh) If I love you it's forever Not temporary (it's forever) I'm knee deep in the snow like January Rock star vibes she wanna Fuck wid my shades on (Yhh) My fiend brought a next fiend I asked where he came from (A who dat) I'm thinking bout my cash flow For the whole year (me a pree) Niggas preeing parties Like they've gone clear (Moving backwards) Down bad and low Couldn't call a friend Ks vibes shout bout money Or to ride a yeng (bun up road ) I'm living on my own is seven Feds necessary (is it) I never saw this coming texting On blackberry (mi never see it) Thought I had the one For me deep down I wasn't ready Turning in their grave I'm serving by the cemetery I stay sluggy So the search uncovered nuen I blocked the bitch She kept pressing on my buttons Baddy tryns stick her tongue In my ear that ain't what I wanna hear Fiend telling me he's here I'm here he ain't here Like he's tryna get me jammed up Simple task everyday get my bands up Late night I try piss and I see things Caressing hands I fall asleep When she re twist She tryna hug on me But I rather hug the curb So I had to tell that bitch That we cyah work Niggas wanna see results But ain't puttin work Bimmer blocked the road off So I'm driving on the curb Amg brakes red hot I can light my cali on it He try move to me I try put him on the bonnet They got me in the station I'm on e wing Pissed I can't get No sleep grown men screaming Money won't make itself I'm outside giving fiends help The past a distraction You won't see me dwell Speed limit thirty I'm doing ninety in it He could be broke bitches Just love to pree the image In this bitches yard bagging White on the kitchen side The truth hearts I rather Tht don't tell me lies Cali smoke in my lungs Lean on my breath Enquiring bout a crime I got no memory left I need my feet in sand But I got my hands in sand Pure intentions bad actions I ain't action man If you don't post It ain't getting done I asked why we got pulled He said misuse of drugs Riding clean everything Polish like mr sheen Nfa cus my prints Weren't on the scene I drown my soul When I'm sipping lean All I know is sleep And jugg on repeat She said I'm straight Forward and so direct Yeah you're cute baby girl But what's your mindset Cus it seems like girls Only care bout Instagram And I ain't into that That's why I ain't linked her back