"Lip Sync / Seattle Pt. 2" lyrics

"Lip Sync / Seattle Pt. 2"

If he ever showed love, then sayin' you loved who?
(Yung Lan on the track)
Like can I get some pussy when you done?
Lose my chance and get it back
Like babe, I feel you 'bout to cum
Run away but don't you fall
Like babe, I drove, you let me run, so give it in
Grew up off Brick Fare, now it's brick fam
Choke her in the rope, I got that Ric Flair
Or would you wait your way when I said fine
Like yeah I know your songs, I'm stayin' quiet

Now she just wanna lip sync to all my songs
And all my wrongs, don't leave me 'lone
This thing, we had before, me havin' more
Drive back to store

What you hear? I think you deaf
Tell me, are you here to ref?
You be here when I get back
If you not here, I think you left
Made the choice to have your side
My first grand, I'm back for a five
It's not who? It's not you, I have your line
'Bout to run up newer thing
I been off on lotta lean
Used to take that shit from school
Sell my cousin triple bean
Tell me how you seem, because I rather flip a pack
Look up, catch you while you singin' in the back

Now she just wanna lip sync to all my songs
And all my wrongs, don't leave me 'lone
This thing, we had before, me havin' more
Drive back to store

Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah
Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy
Now she just wanna lip sync to all my songs
And all my wrongs, don't leave me 'lone
This thing, we had before, me havin' more
Drive back to store

It's like, she don't even wanna lies and all she wanted too
She know the words, it goes like that, you feel me
You hear me, I'm, I'm tellin' you everything I need to tell you like
Put all this shit on this, on this little, this shit be callin' like
And I'm still trappin' too
You mean, I take shit off like
I ain't gon' fuckin' talk no more


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