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Justin Rarri

DIRTY 4

 

DIRTY 4

(アルバム: YOUNGEST IN KHARGE - 2020)


Fake hoe get the fuck from round me
I got some shit that I know that I cant tell nobody
Pick up pick up
Im feeling like im dying
I got that cold heart fever I been feeling no one round me
And I got a feeling you dont care about me you just wanna see all the money

And this is for everybody
Im still stuck in the hood I been killin myself
I been smokin till I get pain all out me
Had to get up by myself
Cuz they dont give a fuck man these niggas dont care about you
We be shooting watch your step
I got hella big dogs and them niggas dont play about me
Till the day we up on jet ski
Oh baby I cry
And she want me fall off
You think im blind sighted
I been stuck in my head gotta move out it
Momma say I need therapy im wallen
Give a fuck bout drip want no stylist
I been gone too long im too quiet
Only trust my dirty 4
You know my heart cold
Only worried bout bankroll
And I know they wonder why he aint talking
Just because I said so
And I promise mama after I reach it dont wanna hear none
And I promise dat none of them niggas is walking up
I got bitches spread open they calling us
Look at da guap all in my jeans
I aint worried bout them like fuck you mean
Let me change my flow for they critique it
Imma run up the money and fuck on a shorty
Aint telling me shit I got bigger plans
Hold a mini drake with my left hand
And that fuck nigga mad cuz I get bands
Dont lie on me
Yea
Servin ya pops he be stuck on that dust
I put the money right over the dubs
We cant talk bout a issue then you aint the one
I needa shorty
Off the rip dont judge me
Just hold me closer while telling me that you love me

Fake hoe get the fuck from round me
I got some shit that I know that I cant tell nobody
Pick up pick up
Im feeling like im dying
I got that cold heart fever I been feeling no one round me
And I got a feeling you dont care about me you just wanna see all the money

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