funeral - irrational paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson irrational - funeral



L-Love that bitch, no, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual
Love that bitch, no, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual
Love that lil' bitch, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual
I'ma shoot this whole bitch up, I play this shit too casual
This is not no local threat, lil' bitch, this fucking national
Too fucked up, irrational
I know he don't pack at all
He get smoked like a QP, lil' bro, we not comparable
Hoe, we incompatible
I'm like "fuck it, hoe, I ball"
Fuck that lil' bitch on a Monday, call that shit Monday Night Raw
(L-Love that bitch, no, not at all)
That boy talk too fucking much, get whacked like Cifaretto
And I just fucked on your new bitch, I got her new stilettos
Okay, maybe I killed her mans, get slip with my stilleto
S-Sip his blood, pour it up, Disaronno Amaretto
Real life, I get a dub, like, I just did a squad wipe
That bitch wanna fuck on all my gang, she want that squad wipe
Walk up in that bitch, it's snowing, yeah, these bitches all white
I can't fuck with these pussies if I know that they alt right
You just like them, fuck we talk about, you not my gang at all
I just up the .556, that ARP, and watch you fall
Hoe, don't get excited
Lie across the floor and take it all, I feel like dying
If it was all for nothing, shorty, tell me why you lied then?
You don't give a fuck about nobody, yeah, you like it
Yeah you like it, uh, uh
All my time is wasted
Pack that blunt I face it
Everything I hated
Fuck that shit get faded
All my time is wasted
Pack that blunt I face it
Everything I hated
Love that lil' bitch, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual
I'ma shoot this whole bitch up, I play this shit too casual
This is not no local threat, lil' bitch, this fucking national
Too fucked up, irrational
I know he don't pack at all
You get smoked like a QP, lil' bro, we not comparable
Hoe, we incompatible
I'm like "fuck it, hoe, I ball"
Fuck that lil' bitch on a Monday, call that shit Monday Night Raw
Call that shit Monday Night Raw
Love that bitch, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual
Love that bitch, not at all
Shooter off that Adderall
What I get in thirty days is what he get bi-annual



Writer(s): Izzy Z


funeral - irrational
Album irrational
date de sortie
17-05-2023




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