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14 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Yeah you was in the class
Paying attention to the teacher
I was smoking dope getting high
Under the bleachers
Nike ski up on my face
Know I'm ready for the feasting
Who knew death it came
With a kiss hurts as bad
As a bee sting
Yeah yeah sipping on wock
Yeah yeah you walk on my block
Bitch You know we keeping
You stopped
No one gone tell me they cool
With my opp
Fuck with no fakes
I wait at the lot
He wanna scrap I'm down
With a lock
Know that my brother
Been keeping a stock
Under my pillow I sleep
With my glock
Yeah had this bitch she
Trying to fuck
But I've been spinning
On the opps
I ain't lacking with no bitch
So you know I keep a blick
Caught his ass
His name was Chris
I ain't fucking with that bitch
She trying to fuck
I ain't trying to slut that bitch
Ain't trying to waste my nut
I ain't with that fake love
Trying to fuck or what?
Your bitch trying to hit me up
But I'm tripping on this
Perky bruh
I just caught a body
So you know
It ain't really none
I just got a check
Money really calling
Yeah why you moving way to slow
When your bitch is out the gang
Know I gotta keep the poll
When I'm aiming for his brain
Shooting through his body
I know that I'm not to play
Know that choppa really move
When that bitch get out the way
Bitch it's the rich
I'm not no freaky motherfucker
Or a bitch I'm really at the top
And wonder why that bitch
Is really stubborn
No one gone tell me they cool
With my opp
Fuck with no fakes
I wait at the lot
You just know we sipping
On wock
Fucking her face I do that a lot
Yeah you was in the class
Paying attention to the teacher
I was smoking dope getting high
Under the bleachers
Nike ski up on my face
Know I'm ready for the feasting
Who knew death It came
With a kiss hurts as bad
As a bee sting
You was in the class
Paying attention to the teacher
I was smoking dope getting high
Under the bleachers
Nike ski up on my face
Know I'm ready for the feasting
Who knew death It came
With a kiss hurts as bad
As a bee sting