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STRACTED - why argue Lyrics



STRACTED - why argue Lyrics




Baby you love to argue if you not my bitch then bitch who are you
My blick got limitless range yeah I'm pressing' this R2
And baby I'm tryna get with you And baby I'm tryna be in you
Pour up a four and roll me a blunt

Turn up the tunes and baby Imma have me some fun
F*ckin' with you I found out you a one-on-one
It's annoying when you talk about your one-and-dones
Got my name tatted on your f*ckin' buns

If troll was lookin' for me would you go on the run
Or would you just leave
In us do you believe
Got booby tatted on my sleeve

Stickin keef to a leaf
Smokin' moon rock that shit kickin my ass I
Can't even breathe
Two way and jdb That's all I f*ckin' smoke on

Got six jhits in the f*ckin' room
And we settin off the f*ckin smoke alarm
Box the crib till I can't move my arm
Too much dope in the crib look like I got a f*ckin' farm

I told her I treat you good I couldnt ever caused no harm
Movin' chickens I ain't talkin' no parm
Took white boy pack he talkin' bout darn
Baby you love to argue

If you not my bitch then bitch who are you
My blick got limitless range yea im pressin this R2
And baby I'm tryna get wit you

And baby I'm tryna be in you
If it wae ur friends or u
Yeah I'm

Yeah I'm pickin' you
What the f*ck
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Baby you love to argue if you not my bitch then bitch who are you
My blick got limitless range yeah I'm pressing' this R2
And baby I'm tryna get with you And baby I'm tryna be in you
Pour up a four and roll me a blunt

Turn up the tunes and baby Imma have me some fun
F*ckin' with you I found out you a one-on-one
It's annoying when you talk about your one-and-dones
Got my name tatted on your f*ckin' buns

If troll was lookin' for me would you go on the run
Or would you just leave
In us do you believe
Got booby tatted on my sleeve

Stickin keef to a leaf
Smokin' moon rock that shit kickin my ass I
Can't even breathe
Two way and jdb That's all I f*ckin' smoke on

Got six jhits in the f*ckin' room
And we settin off the f*ckin smoke alarm
Box the crib till I can't move my arm
Too much dope in the crib look like I got a f*ckin' farm

I told her I treat you good I couldnt ever caused no harm
Movin' chickens I ain't talkin' no parm
Took white boy pack he talkin' bout darn
Baby you love to argue

If you not my bitch then bitch who are you
My blick got limitless range yea im pressin this R2
And baby I'm tryna get wit you

And baby I'm tryna be in you
If it wae ur friends or u
Yeah I'm

Yeah I'm pickin' you
What the f*ck
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Writer: chrys mccray
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: chrys mccray

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