WUT ft. JxstChris Lyrics

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Got a baddie from the A

Tryna' take her to LA

But I ain't talking about Atlanta, bruh I'm talking ATX

I done showed her all my ways, and I told her put it on my face

And I ain't fucking with no old hoes or an ex

I don't ever wanna lie, I be trying to keep it real

Too much crazy shit I seen, now I'm really trying to heal

I ain't ever trying to lie, so just tell me how you feel

Trying to get it on my own, I ain't ever trying to steal

And sometimes I'm too locked in, I don't got no time for meals

Spin spin spin spin but I ain't talking no wheels

And this shit it get too static, I ain't talking even talking eels

And just hit me up if you tryna work and we might just have a deal

Uh uh

I ain't wanna crack that seal

Pop that perc, I love that feel

And her guts, she love that feel

I got niggas down to kill

Bitch I'm on that boy he new

He gonna rat, that boy gonna squeal

Pop that perc I'm feeling high

She told me I'm way too fried

Two opps sin and they both died

I got murder on my mind

This not my bitch, this just my side

We gonna fuck from time to time

She the Bonnie to my Clyde

She got murder in her eyes

Me and fate gonna kill this bitch

Seen the opp, pulled out that stick

Walk him down, like who is this

Stomp him out, I killed that kid

Walk up in there with my blick

We gonna shoot out where he live

He want smoke, like who is this

She gonna fucking suck the dick

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