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fixitall by Brexton P2
- Get cakin' on the beat, niggas act like they complete
- But my ass can barely breathe, fuck around and get a treat
- She gon' try and act real sweet, behind the scenes
- I'm stuck between the screen tearin' at the seams
- Wake up from dreams and fucking scream
- I count my green, I sip the lean
- A_ bit codeine, it's you 'n' me, who you gonna be?
- I count the money and smoke the trees
- 1, 2, 3, yeah yeah, up with G's, what happened to you, what happened to me?
- What could we have been if you'd let me in?
- I keep doin' sins, you don't wan' see me win
- I can see you and your grin, how'd this shit begin?
- Lights dim, life's grim, she say, "I win" rip off my limbs
- Ten times bitch, my bitch, my bitch, my mind is
- (Fucking up) Suicidal like Mike is, remember what Mike did?
- He deserved it, my mind is my fucking island
- Nigga, fuck you mean you liked it?
- Thought you would despise it, is she really my bitch?
- She was boppin' my shit, cmon girl, just try it
- She don't wanna try shit, where's the silver linin'
- Fly like I'm a pilot, my ego is giant
- Niggas know I like it when it's silent, silence
- Quiet, now all these hoes be quiet, I'm trying for science
- Drunk driving, dreams of me flying, smiling, bad timing
- Crying on the horizon, leave a nigga frightened
- Then leave a nigga enlightened, she bitchin' 'bout diamonds
- Tell me why you hidin'? I roar like a lion
- Now niggas be lying, they need an asylum
- I'm up on the highlands, my bitch be Hawaiian
- A_ trip to Iceland, bitch, Imma tyrant
- My grip on my Glocky tightens, it's tightened
- Seatbelt fastened, hear them sirens, I'm rhyming
- Writin' cyphers, now these niggas eyes widen
- He wilding, hoes divided, supplies I been providing
- The place that he died in, we down for riding
- No need for guidance, fuck being guided
- None of this applies shit, I drew the line in
- Shit's one sided, fuck Rayan, songs I'm writing
- He wasn't sliding, no, no, no, call up Brian, he guidin'
- Me to where the Glocky be, the place you reside in
- I'll find it in 3 seconds, fuck rule abiding
- He drying, he dried up, with the world we be tied in
- I'm Golden Glider, like I'm gliding, the place you hide in
- Is easy to find bitch, I'm finding these diamonds, bitch, Imma Teen Titan
- Yo ass like I'm Robin, I walk in and stride in
- Why ain't we deciding? The boy cried with
- A_ wolf, hoes need ripened, I got my trident
- Like I'm Aquaman, don't you deny it, don't you deny shit
- Gold like I'm Midas, parties need to liven
- Teeth whitened, niggas know I am a wise bitch, uh
- Ooh, can we be more than friends?
- With you 'til the end (yeah ah)
- Why can't we make amends?
- Broke my heart again
- (Yeah) Can we be more than friends?
- (Ooh, with you 'til the end)
- (Ah ah) Ah ah, ah ah.. yeah, it go like
- (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
- (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
- Yeah, I can't trust nobody (cannot, no)
- I can't fuck with nobody (no, no, sir)
- And I call yo mommy (up with the Molly)
- And she know she love me (yeah, she my shawty)
- So high off the molly, feelin' jolly
- Yo' mommy be my ecstasy I know she want me
- Unwanted hop in the Foreign and Bugatti
- Fuck the 'Cedes, love the Wraith, but I really need somebody
- (To love..) Aight, like
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