Trevmas, ​funeral - Intimate ​ lyrics

[Trevmas, ​funeral - Intimate ​ lyrics]

Let's get intimate let's get intimate
Let's get intimate

Let's get intimate let's get intimate
Let's get intimate let's get intimate

Up the choppa up the Smith & Wesson
Get out fast
I'm off my meds I need my thoughts collected

If he get hit then he get resurrected
I grab my weapon and I
Shoot it in every direction
My name ain't Jesus but I'm
Yeezy with that resurrection
I get keyed in heavy sessions sit him down

I won't meditate, he a pussy, he a bitch
I won't love a hoe but
We can friends with benefit
I was down a month ago


But now I'm flying average
Pop out and I dunking with
My left hand I'm ambidextrous

I shoot these uzis with
Two hands I'm ambidextrous
I get this paper this my bag
I know it's heaven sent

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