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christian miner
christian miner
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Robert Finlow
Robert Finlow
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JohnnyFriend
JohnnyFriend
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Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces Always chiming in with those melodies Fitting syllables in lines that you'll never see Fell in love with a girl out in Tennessee What came next for me? The pain swept my feet You tryna spend the night girl or you just wanna fuck? Head back, just so you could hit your buddy up Can't mess with a shorty if she fuckin sucks And she drove me nuts So boy I wish you luck Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces I need a minute getting it all in I couldn't talk, but you could call him Nobody notice me when I walk in I should've stayed at my crib bawling And look at what I'm caught in Too many bottles of what you brought in Lucky I fucking caught him Cause I woulda been in it still rotting I don't wanna die here And she don't wanna know about what I hear Put a 40 in my coffin Never liked talking Wasn't tryna fall in Yeah Wasn't tryna fall in love Something that you doing make it harder to stop Prolly boutta end up hurt Fucking whatever said you could keep my Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces Bleached hair You know you oughta step to me Please spare any problems You obsessed with me I don't care Cus ain't nobody special, see I got new drip in the mail Hope you wrecked to pieces And your new man talks like a goon, but he ain't shit Triplets in his flows, homie that shit sounding ancient Uh, pretty microphone but he breaks it Talking like a prodigy but barely at the pavement And all I hear is nonsense Take a photo cus you barely going onset Relapsed, nicotine, now you coughing Went against your words, never knew you would be on this shit
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