HOW TF?!
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โฑ๏ธ 2:09 duration
๐ ID: 3820224
๐ Lyrics
(GOONTEX)
Ayy, I'm on that Wock' shit, that Wock' shit
Ayy, ayy, uh
How many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
Shit ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
Tighten up boy, ayy
You gon' cut him off, but it ain't that deep
Get the last word, but shit, that's me
I was popping Xans, like 20 a week
Mama just prayin' I'm somewhere asleep
I ain't ever had shit before I rap
So I talk cash shit on these beats
You don't sell drugs, why you sleep in the trap?
Ridin', my brothers 'round when I sleep
I don't trust nobody but that home
EFG, R.I.P. Pop, free Lo
And I'm with a diva, she like T.O
Why I see a demon at one of my shows?
Damn, leave it up to me yo' ass'll be gone
Leave it up to me, I'll never be wrong
Why she keep peepin' to see my phone?
Ain't shit a nut, but drank and Percs
Never love an addict, but we made it work
Know you did me right when I speak in circles
Never drunk Act', but I'm chasin' purple
Spent everything 'cause I'm really rich
Took it to the 'net 'cause he really a bitch
You ain't got heart, but you proud of me
Drink in the Bentley, like CMG
Now we don't speak, but she in reach
Too much trauma, took three to sleep
You'll be a ex if you leave it to me
Can't let 'em down 'cause my people with me
And they made a way, but it's deeper than me
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
Damn
Damn, damn
Ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun? (GOONTEX)
We ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
Ayy, I'm on that Wock' shit, that Wock' shit
Ayy, ayy, uh
How many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
Shit ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
Tighten up boy, ayy
You gon' cut him off, but it ain't that deep
Get the last word, but shit, that's me
I was popping Xans, like 20 a week
Mama just prayin' I'm somewhere asleep
I ain't ever had shit before I rap
So I talk cash shit on these beats
You don't sell drugs, why you sleep in the trap?
Ridin', my brothers 'round when I sleep
I don't trust nobody but that home
EFG, R.I.P. Pop, free Lo
And I'm with a diva, she like T.O
Why I see a demon at one of my shows?
Damn, leave it up to me yo' ass'll be gone
Leave it up to me, I'll never be wrong
Why she keep peepin' to see my phone?
Ain't shit a nut, but drank and Percs
Never love an addict, but we made it work
Know you did me right when I speak in circles
Never drunk Act', but I'm chasin' purple
Spent everything 'cause I'm really rich
Took it to the 'net 'cause he really a bitch
You ain't got heart, but you proud of me
Drink in the Bentley, like CMG
Now we don't speak, but she in reach
Too much trauma, took three to sleep
You'll be a ex if you leave it to me
Can't let 'em down 'cause my people with me
And they made a way, but it's deeper than me
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
Damn
Damn, damn
Ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
How many sluts you miss? That's none
How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
How she get lipstick on yo' gun? (GOONTEX)
We ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.76] (GOONTEX)
[00:01.79] Ayy, I'm on that Wock' shit, that Wock' shit
[00:06.57] Ayy, ayy, uh
[00:06.65] How many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[00:08.48] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[00:10.15] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[00:12.02] How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
[00:13.72] Shit ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
[00:15.58] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[00:18.37] Tighten up boy, ayy
[00:20.84] You gon' cut him off, but it ain't that deep
[00:22.56] Get the last word, but shit, that's me
[00:24.45] I was popping Xans, like 20 a week
[00:26.24] Mama just prayin' I'm somewhere asleep
[00:27.90] I ain't ever had shit before I rap
[00:29.76] So I talk cash shit on these beats
[00:31.51] You don't sell drugs, why you sleep in the trap?
[00:33.37] Ridin', my brothers 'round when I sleep
[00:35.03] I don't trust nobody but that home
[00:37.28] EFG, R.I.P. Pop, free Lo
[00:38.61] And I'm with a diva, she like T.O
[00:40.45] Why I see a demon at one of my shows?
[00:43.02] Damn, leave it up to me yo' ass'll be gone
[00:45.71] Leave it up to me, I'll never be wrong
[00:47.46] Why she keep peepin' to see my phone?
[00:49.36] Ain't shit a nut, but drank and Percs
[00:51.05] Never love an addict, but we made it work
[00:52.71] Know you did me right when I speak in circles
[00:54.67] Never drunk Act', but I'm chasin' purple
[00:56.32] Spent everything 'cause I'm really rich
[00:58.19] Took it to the 'net 'cause he really a bitch
[00:59.83] You ain't got heart, but you proud of me
[01:01.62] Drink in the Bentley, like CMG
[01:03.57] Now we don't speak, but she in reach
[01:05.39] Too much trauma, took three to sleep
[01:07.00] You'll be a ex if you leave it to me
[01:08.82] Can't let 'em down 'cause my people with me
[01:10.62] And they made a way, but it's deeper than me
[01:14.03]
[01:17.52] Ayy, ayy, ayy
[01:17.60] Ayy, ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[01:19.59] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[01:21.26] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[01:23.16] How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
[01:25.74] Damn
[01:27.51] Damn, damn
[01:31.97] Ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[01:33.71] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[01:35.52] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[01:37.24] How she get lipstick on yo' gun? (GOONTEX)
[01:39.14] We ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
[01:40.81] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[01:44.45] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[01:45.98]
[00:01.79] Ayy, I'm on that Wock' shit, that Wock' shit
[00:06.57] Ayy, ayy, uh
[00:06.65] How many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[00:08.48] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[00:10.15] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[00:12.02] How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
[00:13.72] Shit ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
[00:15.58] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[00:18.37] Tighten up boy, ayy
[00:20.84] You gon' cut him off, but it ain't that deep
[00:22.56] Get the last word, but shit, that's me
[00:24.45] I was popping Xans, like 20 a week
[00:26.24] Mama just prayin' I'm somewhere asleep
[00:27.90] I ain't ever had shit before I rap
[00:29.76] So I talk cash shit on these beats
[00:31.51] You don't sell drugs, why you sleep in the trap?
[00:33.37] Ridin', my brothers 'round when I sleep
[00:35.03] I don't trust nobody but that home
[00:37.28] EFG, R.I.P. Pop, free Lo
[00:38.61] And I'm with a diva, she like T.O
[00:40.45] Why I see a demon at one of my shows?
[00:43.02] Damn, leave it up to me yo' ass'll be gone
[00:45.71] Leave it up to me, I'll never be wrong
[00:47.46] Why she keep peepin' to see my phone?
[00:49.36] Ain't shit a nut, but drank and Percs
[00:51.05] Never love an addict, but we made it work
[00:52.71] Know you did me right when I speak in circles
[00:54.67] Never drunk Act', but I'm chasin' purple
[00:56.32] Spent everything 'cause I'm really rich
[00:58.19] Took it to the 'net 'cause he really a bitch
[00:59.83] You ain't got heart, but you proud of me
[01:01.62] Drink in the Bentley, like CMG
[01:03.57] Now we don't speak, but she in reach
[01:05.39] Too much trauma, took three to sleep
[01:07.00] You'll be a ex if you leave it to me
[01:08.82] Can't let 'em down 'cause my people with me
[01:10.62] And they made a way, but it's deeper than me
[01:14.03]
[01:17.52] Ayy, ayy, ayy
[01:17.60] Ayy, ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[01:19.59] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[01:21.26] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[01:23.16] How she get lipstick on yo' gun?
[01:25.74] Damn
[01:27.51] Damn, damn
[01:31.97] Ayy, how many drugs you gon' mix? That's three
[01:33.71] How many sluts you miss? That's none
[01:35.52] How many racks you gon' put in her purse?
[01:37.24] How she get lipstick on yo' gun? (GOONTEX)
[01:39.14] We ain't been the same since you followed that hearse
[01:40.81] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[01:44.45] How you got pain spillin' from yo' cup?
[01:45.98]