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iluvit<3

 

iluvit<3

(album: Avenge - 2022)


Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah

Walked in the party, ain't wearing a vest (Vest)
Keep that Glock on my waist, these niggas they know I'm the best
Talking that shit you get wrecked, keep talking shit we'll leave a mess (Brrrt)
.40 hit him in his chest, now he talk with a lisp
My niggas be gutta, my niggas on go and my niggas on edge (Huh)
My niggas on go and we keeping them straps like the walking dead
I'ma pull up with that scope, ain't playing
Pull up on your block eight deep in a van
Ain't gotta check in with shit before I land

Popping these Percs, making my heart going overwork, overwork, overwork, overwork
Sipping that mud all the time making my tummy hurt, tummy hurt, tummy hurt, tummy hurt
You see a smile then you look my in my eyes
You see a smile, but I'm dying inside
Watching tears falling on my Harriet Tubman's
I gotta love it, I gotta love it
You gotta love it, you know I love it
I gotta love it, you know I love it
You know I love it, you know I love it, yaeh, yeah
She know I love the way that she suck it
Close your eyes, bae, I'm bout to start cuming
Pulled up eighteen deep in the function
Gotta keep a .40 if a nigga try something, yeah

Gotta keep a .40 if a nigga try something
Yeah, yeah

Walked in the party, ain't wearing a vest, huh
Keep that Glock on my waist, these niggas they know I'm the best
Talking that shit you get wrecked, keep talking shit we'll leave a mess
.40 hit him in his chest, now he talk with a lisp
My niggas be gutta, my niggas on go and my niggas on edge
My niggas on go and we keeping them straps like the walking dead
I'ma pull up with that scope, ain't playing
Pull up on your block eight deep in a van
Ain't gotta check in with shit before I land

done

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