End Up Gone Testo
Testo End Up Gone
(Haha, what the f—?)
(Haha, what the f—?)
I'll be dead before I pass this shit
I ain't never, ever gettin' past this bitch
She don't even know what this menu say
So she don't even know how to ask for shit
Ooh, God forbid this shit get hot, here you go, pass the noodle
Ooh, ho tryna sketch out my plot, she ain't get past the doodle
Woah, I used to mention gettin' that guap, but now I get guap to mention Way, way too much when the shelf up top, feel like I got dementia
Dude makin' my facial features high, feel likе I popped a pimple
Old me wasn't damn nеar shit right now, but I feel a lot much better
(My dawgy)
Huh, I'ma die right by my dawgy side
We don't fall off 'bout no dollar sign
I don't run out of dope, baby, I'm damn near always high
That's how I live my life, fried, and making my momma proud
Huh, and that's how the shit go down (And that's how the shit go down)
This life shit a bitch sometimes (Life a bitch sometimes)
Don't ask for a pic right now, 'cause I'm high as a bitch right now
But we don't need to stress no more (Stress no more)
We don't need to check no phones (We don't need to check no phone)
My shit too fast, if that light red, I'm probably gon' end up gone
Hold your head up, I'm playin' this shit so right, we don't got nothin' wrong
Hell yeah, I'm flakin' on this thot, she don't got nothin' goin'
Damn right, I'm stayin' inside this house, I pay double a month
Everybody keep praying this shit go south, I don't go nothin' but north Baby, I still got love for you, lust for you, I dont know just yet (Yeah)
You gotta give that truck back in a month, boy, I own that shit
Somehow I feel good for once, but somehow I'm not good enough
Sat back for that ho lil' fuck, then send that one to the moon tonight
Huh, I'ma die right by dawgy side
We don't fall off 'bout no dollar sign
I don't run out of dope, baby, I'm damn near always high
That's how I live my life, fried and making my momma proud
Huh, and that's how the shit go down (And that's how the shit go down)
This life shit a bitch sometimes (Life a bitch sometimes)
Don't ask for a pic right now, 'cause I'm high as a bitch right now
But we don't need to stress no more (Stress no more)
We don't need to check no phones (We don't need to check no phone)
My shit too fast, if that light red, I'm probably gon' end up gone
(Haha, what the f—?)
I'll be dead before I pass this shit
I ain't never, ever gettin' past this bitch
She don't even know what this menu say
So she don't even know how to ask for shit
Ooh, God forbid this shit get hot, here you go, pass the noodle
Ooh, ho tryna sketch out my plot, she ain't get past the doodle
Woah, I used to mention gettin' that guap, but now I get guap to mention Way, way too much when the shelf up top, feel like I got dementia
Dude makin' my facial features high, feel likе I popped a pimple
Old me wasn't damn nеar shit right now, but I feel a lot much better
(My dawgy)
Huh, I'ma die right by my dawgy side
We don't fall off 'bout no dollar sign
I don't run out of dope, baby, I'm damn near always high
That's how I live my life, fried, and making my momma proud
Huh, and that's how the shit go down (And that's how the shit go down)
This life shit a bitch sometimes (Life a bitch sometimes)
Don't ask for a pic right now, 'cause I'm high as a bitch right now
But we don't need to stress no more (Stress no more)
We don't need to check no phones (We don't need to check no phone)
My shit too fast, if that light red, I'm probably gon' end up gone
Hold your head up, I'm playin' this shit so right, we don't got nothin' wrong
Hell yeah, I'm flakin' on this thot, she don't got nothin' goin'
Damn right, I'm stayin' inside this house, I pay double a month
Everybody keep praying this shit go south, I don't go nothin' but north Baby, I still got love for you, lust for you, I dont know just yet (Yeah)
You gotta give that truck back in a month, boy, I own that shit
Somehow I feel good for once, but somehow I'm not good enough
Sat back for that ho lil' fuck, then send that one to the moon tonight
Huh, I'ma die right by dawgy side
We don't fall off 'bout no dollar sign
I don't run out of dope, baby, I'm damn near always high
That's how I live my life, fried and making my momma proud
Huh, and that's how the shit go down (And that's how the shit go down)
This life shit a bitch sometimes (Life a bitch sometimes)
Don't ask for a pic right now, 'cause I'm high as a bitch right now
But we don't need to stress no more (Stress no more)
We don't need to check no phones (We don't need to check no phone)
My shit too fast, if that light red, I'm probably gon' end up gone
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