b.i. martin go (feat. yaboimemo) şarkı sözleri

I don't, I don't wanna talk about Leave me alone Leave me Yeah, uh huh (Ay) That smoove lady Caught me goin' off the top when she told me that's too crazy (Cray) Tuesday we flew to Dupage Kicked off the plane, it's too hazy (Too hazy) What can you do to me Nine on my side, your iced out watch ain't cool to me (Cool) I'm freezin' You missed out on my lessons I've been teachin' You been sleepin' And I'm pissed off, list off, bitch wait now I'm tweakin' (Wait, wait, wait) Gotta keep myself in check Yeah, nikes on the ground Gotta get up outta debt I'ma make my Momma proud Gotta pay up on respect I promise rap ain't dyin' now Cus I could rap it fast and when I back the track It's gon' sound just like I slowed down (Ay) Now it's back to spazzin' Back'll spasm when my flow hit ya spine and go down (No) It's my time to take the throne now There's way too many Rappers not rappin' in songs Dawg it ain't too tricky (Nuh uh) You need to learn just listen on (Right here) You sleep, ain't no driftin' off (No way) You sippin' surp On the court, I'm too wet to be sippin' sauce I'm on call cus it's exhaustin' (Yeah) Yeah Why don't y'all leave us alone We just tryin' to do our own Get the squad and then we g-g-go Yeah Why don't y'all leave us alone We just tryin' to do our own Get the squad and then we g-g-go Comin' from the Midwest, chillin' like a villain You'll find me where the drinks are spillin' (It's lit) Fulfillin' my dreams and it's legit Learnin' everyday so hop on my team ISU, we're bringin' the heat Girl move closer, yes indeed Feel my arm that splash them threes F*ck that shit, this one's on me I feel free, I feel free (I feel free, I feel free) Like the coasts of Sanibel Island My cousin's out there smilin', enjoyin' the peace and quite Big timin', we grindin' Half asleep cus we high man Saw the cops and I ran fast They heard about my new gas (Whoop whoop) Beach celebratin' Creatin' all these new rhymes Rotatin' the blunt, hit it two times Pump fakin' rotatin' the baseline I'll twist you up like lemon lime Yeah, uh Mix it up like lemon lime Takin' strides up in this rap shit, stayin' occupied Balancin' it with all these fuckin' classes I bought your girl new glasses She's feelin' me up and I'm lastin' I'm up in the Audi and crashed it (Aw f*ck) I just bounce back and grind some more (What) Yeah My family out here on the shore (Whoa) Yeah Goin' in just one last time I know you wanna hear me spit that fire some more All my homies drunk inside When the party dies, we rollin' outside, ya know Yeah Why don't y'all leave us alone We just tryin' to do our own Get the squad and then we g-g-go Yeah Why don't y'all leave us alone We just tryin' to do our own Get the squad and then we
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