Heartstopmiami, Sirkyenn - IT'S JUST LIKE THAT lyrics
[Heartstopmiami, Sirkyenn - IT'S JUST LIKE THAT lyrics]
(B-B-B-Better luck next time)
St-Stop talking on my bitch, yeah
I'ma bring the damage
Out here pretty blood thirsty
And I'm feeling famished
You don't know you messing with a
Smith & Wesson weapon bitch
You ain't do that classwork so lets
Teach you that lesson bitch
Cause that Glock dang
It got the dick up to his face yeah
Bruce Wayne mask on, he run a fade yeah
Zero gang, yeah, me and Britney not gon play
Yeah
Catch me on a bad day, trust me it gon spray
Yeah
And if we fall we gon slide back pussy mad
I got fifty racks on your head
You shoulda gave it up
I got too much crop on my hand
I need a semi truck said one thing about it
Now he on twittеr bruh fuck bitches
Then they clеan my dishes im too vicious
Turn him to Jack Skellington
I gave him stitches lets get turt up
I don't even understand
Pop a xan, bitch I'ma fly with Peter Pan
Yeah, we ain't never ever land
Bitch I'm not your man britney tell em
Let me rerun you a plan
You gon step up your on man
I run up on the spot, gon take his bands
To the move
(Better luck next time)
I hit a marksman, yeah he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Ma-Mar-Marksman yeah, he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Yeah, like the autobots
But we not no bots, but we not no bots
She trynna suck my cock they don't know
That's a Tiktok
If you want this work, I ship it off
Homies in the back of the car right now
Automatic it puts a nigga like a stake
These niggas Mr glass
I see right through fake niggas
I had to brake the glass
I hit a marksman, yeah he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Ma-Mar-Marksman yeah, he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
St-Stop talking on my bitch, yeah
I'ma bring the damage
Out here pretty blood thirsty
And I'm feeling famished
You don't know you messing with a
Smith & Wesson weapon bitch
You ain't do that classwork so lets
Teach you that lesson bitch
Cause that Glock dang
It got the dick up to his face yeah
Bruce Wayne mask on, he run a fade yeah
Zero gang, yeah, me and Britney not gon play
Yeah
Catch me on a bad day, trust me it gon spray
Yeah
And if we fall we gon slide back pussy mad
I got fifty racks on your head
You shoulda gave it up
I got too much crop on my hand
I need a semi truck said one thing about it
Now he on twittеr bruh fuck bitches
Then they clеan my dishes im too vicious
Turn him to Jack Skellington
I gave him stitches lets get turt up
I don't even understand
Pop a xan, bitch I'ma fly with Peter Pan
Yeah, we ain't never ever land
Bitch I'm not your man britney tell em
Let me rerun you a plan
You gon step up your on man
I run up on the spot, gon take his bands
To the move
(Better luck next time)
I hit a marksman, yeah he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Ma-Mar-Marksman yeah, he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Yeah, like the autobots
But we not no bots, but we not no bots
She trynna suck my cock they don't know
That's a Tiktok
If you want this work, I ship it off
Homies in the back of the car right now
Automatic it puts a nigga like a stake
These niggas Mr glass
I see right through fake niggas
I had to brake the glass
I hit a marksman, yeah he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds
Ma-Mar-Marksman yeah, he coming in with a
K bae give that sloppy toppy
Make me go like wooow
I got hella rounds, I got hella rounds