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IDFWU
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IDFWU adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 8761505 Records DK2 tarafından 5 Aralık 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıFOUREIGN - EP
Released5 Aralık 2025
Firma8761505 Records DK2
DilEnglish
BPM130
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Akustiklik
Valence
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Enerji

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(I still— I still, huh)
(What is a Steez anyway?)
(Yeah, ayy)
(I still— I still, huh)
Yeah, yeah
That shit got pretty complicated, I was faded in the whip
She was sittin' there, straight complainin', like what's up with you? (Like what's up with you?)
I had to call my bae (Which one?), yeah, the other one (The other one)
Real cute, kind of fine, minds her business all the time
I'ma go blaze me a blunt and keep my mind up off these hoes (These hoes, these hoes, yeah)
Now she takin' off her clothes (Her clothes, her clothes, yeah)
Damn, I think I need to go
I-I don't fuck with thots, I don't fuck with hoes
I just sit back, get high and count money
Which one I like better? I don't know
Flip-flip-flip phone ring (Hello?), my trap might ring (Brrt)
Swear these boys my children, that's why I can't fuck with 'em
Sauce (Sauce, sauce, sauce), sauced up on your bitch (Your ho, your ho)
I can't kiss that ho, 'cause, huh, it's covered in my kids (Eugh)
Can't tell you what it is (Nah, nah, nah, nah), can't tell you what it is
We was just some kids (Some kids), now we poppin' molly (Molly)
Ain't it funny that we doin' drugs to chase that feelin' that we used to have?
Boof bags, Xanax, lean, and cocaine (Cocaine, cocaine)
There was this white ho, call her yayo, I don't know her name (No, no, no)
I was switchin' lanes (Skrrt, skrrt), yeah, all types of shit
Almost ran us off the road, yeah, my bad, bitch (My bad)
I'ma go blaze me a blunt and keep my mind up off these hoes (These hoes, these hoes, yeah)
Now she takin' off her clothes (Her clothes, her clothes, yeah)
Damn, I think I need to go
I-I don't fuck with thots, I don't fuck with hoes
I just sit back, get high and count money
Which one I like better? I don't know
Flip-flip-flip phone ring (Hello?), my trap might ring (Brrt)
Swear these boys my children, that's why I can't fuck with 'em
Sauce (Sauce, sauce, sauce), sauce up on your bitch (Your ho, your ho)
I can't kiss that ho, 'cause, huh, it's covered in my kids (Eugh)
(Real trap shit, like you ain't know?)
Written by: steez 4
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