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TAKE DIS SHIT by Brexton
- Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
- And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
- And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
- Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
- Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
- Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...
- Yeah, and this is the part where you fake cry
- You must be trippin' at the same time
- You should've known love was fake, thru the grapevine
- And now I'm cryin' for help, tryna make time
- And baby, you can't get back to me, you just waste time
- Now there's no one to love me, yeah, I hate life
- You must've got me high or somethin', I don't feel right
- I thought love was just a game, I don't know what love even feels like
- And this is the same song you wrote me
- Baby, I hope you know that you broke me
- Want your love, wanna be your one and only
- But I fucked up and now I'm back to bein' lonely
- We gon' go to Kalahari, fuck ass bitches wanna party
- AK like I'm fuckin' Marty, I'm hardly sorry
- I do this shit like Felicia Hardy
- But I'm no Black Cat, I brought an army
- And now bitches mad mad, face purple like Barney
- Got me addicted as fuck, laughin' hearty
- 'Cause you know you fucked up, yes you did, Charlie
- I'ma do it like Steve Harvey, don't let me die, Quinn, no Harley
- If I die, you can go call up Ari, we by the safari
- I got the Ferrari, bitch, I'm no Barbie
- Hit the bacardi, do it like Bob Marley, do it like iCarly
- So now bitches Atari, do this shit like Akari
- Fuck them hoes, I'm gettin' sparky
- What do these hoes want? I'm like Lil Darkie
- Love 2K FREESTYLE, I got them Smarties
- Smokin' cigarettes, feelin' so gnarly
- So what they wantin' next? I feel like Cardi
- Feel like Nicki, feel like Carti, I smell good, smell like a Sharpie
- Bitches hate me, yeah, my eyes be starry
- I know they wan' take me, yeah, I don't know where my heart be
- 'Cause bitches tryna tame me, yeah, you know how good my bars be
- They tried to bar me, bitches Archie, yeah
- Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
- And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
- And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
- Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
- Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
- Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...
- She got blue eyes, we did this two times
- I know she hate me, is you mine?
- Baby, I spent two dimes, tryna make you mine
- Tryna make you right, 'cause I don't know what to do, aight
- 'Cause I fucked up more than two times
- And I know she hate me, baby, it's coupe time
- It's shoot time, now bitches tryna do lines
- I need the lines, I need my life, I won't do time
- I refuse to, I refuse time, I refuse life
- I wanna be yours, yeah, and you can be mine
- But now bitches tryna peep, right?
- I know hoes tryna sneak, aight
- 'Cause I'm with all my bitches, fuck the guidelines
- I'ma be in the limelight
- You only loved me in hindsight
- I really thought you were mine mine
- Guess not, but that's rules I gotta abide by
- Pussy lil' bitch tryna waste my time
- I'm with 5 guys, you cannot take my life
- I refuse to die, you know if I'd die
- I'd haunt ya for the rest of your life life
- And I want you to be my wife
- Pussy bitches tryna take my knife
- I stab 'em 30 damn times, it's prime time
- Now hoes wanna lie lie, so why lie lie?
- Okay, baby, she my darling, aight, 'cause I know she hate me, that's right
- Wake up in the dead of night, I can't even get shit right
- Pussy lil' bitch come at midnight, tryna fuck me, so bitch, sit tight
- Give me your dough, lil' bitch, get right
- I'm fucked up, can I get this right?
- I'm down bad, tryna make shit tight
- Uh, tryna make shit right, uh
- Pussy bitch tryna talk that shit, I live a big life
- We got thru some hard times, I say my heart's fine
- But my heart been broken 20 times, yeah
- Wake up, tryna get my dough up 'fore we break up
- And nowadays I don't wanna wake up
- I wake up to see you puttin' on makeup
- And you my Amber Freeman, I'm your Tara Carpenter
- Got me fucked up, she a soul harvester
- I just want yo' love, I wan' park in her
- Yeah, baby, I'm your gardener
- Platnin' seeds, plantin' trees, smokin' weed
- Killin' weeds, pesticides, genocides
- Exercise to emphasize what I specialize
- In, okay, bitch, I can't empathize
- Get the dough, bitches desensitized
- What I've seen, baby, would break your heart
- What I've been thru, baby, please play your part
- What will we best decide? These hoes, they dead inside
- We done this shit tens of times, uh
- My darling, yeah, I just want you
- And when you leave me it fuckin' breaks me
- I don't really know why you hate me
- You done broke my heart, you not my baby
- Thought you was my lady, you done drove me crazy
- Had to do a 180, Tom Brady, bitches petty
- Like Tom Petty, bitches wanna end me
- Nobody wan' befriend me, got the guns, yeah, we deadly
- I'm in the back of the 'Bach, you can't tame me
- Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
- And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
- And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
- Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
- Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
- Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...
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