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ANOTHER SONG ft. KSAV Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I've been here before
She Just wanna know, she wanna know, she wanna know
Another song, another pill, yeah
(Another Pill)
Another bitch, another girl that want me killed
(Want me Killed)
(Whoa)
It don't get as bad as me, baby, It don't get as bad as me, lil' baby
Another song, another pill, yeah
(Another song, another pill)
Another bitch, another girl that want me killed
It don't get as bad as me, baby It don't get as bad as KSAV baby
KSAV baby
KSAV baby
(It don't get as bad)
She wanna have KSAV baby
She my favorite, I said, maybe She said, bae, you drive me crazy
She like baby, KSAV, baby, be honest You actin' like a baby, like Adonis
Do you love me? Promise? Do you love me? Fuck a bad bitch I probably
Bad bitch, yeah Bad bitch is with me, I got bad bitches
Bad bitches with me, she fuck bad bitches, Bad bitches with me, she like bad bitches, yeah
Different girls in different cities Different girls, and they so pretty
I'm in the back, fuckin' with Jicky, You ain't even know bout no Jicky
(You ain't even Know)
That's when I fuck Jeff and lil' Vicky
(You ain't even Know)
Fucking pop a bean and I get pretty
Pop a lil' bean and I get pretty I pop a lil' bean bitch and she with me
She said, Kaseem, you my dream, I said bae I'm dressed up in Supreme
(Whoa)
Another song, another cup, another pill
Another pretty bitch is runnin' up my bill
I'm wit KSAV, you already know the drill (whoa)
We in N.Y. and we countin' up the bills (up the bills)
Not talkin' Allen or no Diggs, shit is real (shit is real)
Just poured my fifth cup and I can't feel (can't feel)
Just poured my sixth cup, shit is gettin' real (gettin real)
Made it to eight cups for Kobe, know the drill (know the drill)
Now I'm buggin' and I'm tweakin' for the feels (for the feels)
Say you love me, then you love me, what's the deal (what's the deal)
We ain't signin' shit if it's less than a mil
In the coupe, we go 200 for the thrills
Remember we was ridin' around in campus servin' deals
We was tweakin', makin' all that money for a meal
Now I sit here and I make this music tell my feels
Tell my feels, whoa