lirik lagu 1takejay - i don't text back
[verse 1: 1takejay]
room full of b~tches, finna gang bang, i ain’t twisting no fingers
i don’t know no sign language, you a b~tch player
n~ggas always on the side hating, lotta n~ggas virjins
see me going up, they can’t take it
send the money for the song, or you gon’ be on that b~tch by yourself
say you only got a thousand, give that sh~t to somebody else
like a single mother, f~ck n~ggas, i don’t need no help
n~ggas say i’m [?], n~gga, oh well
n~ggas dress badder than these b~tches on my instagram
talking sh~t in comments, you a gangsta, or an insta fan?
you ain’t finna d~ck ride my wave, but these b~tches can
catfish, right after i f~ck, i’m a different man
only time a b~tch hear my voice, when shе stream some
b~tch thought i took her on a datе, she just dreamed of it
throw a party, all my hoes in this b~tch mean mugging
b~tches keep on threatening me with leaving, like it mean something
text a b~tch back when i feel like it, nevermind, i don’t feel like it
i’m [?] still [?]
n~ggas kiss hoes that kiss d~ck, n~ggas real trifling
[?] b~tch [?] but you still wifed her
f~cking up my shoes, buy some new ones, i ain’t finna wipe them
treat these b~tches like an insta post, i ain’t finna like them
told the cashier to ring me up, ’cause i ain’t finna try them
b~tches said they can’t live without me, then these b~tches dying
[verse 2: cash kidd]
sent your b~tch [?] that mean soul sn~tching
told her come and get some money, all my hoes happy
see an opp, unplug him quicker than a low battery
face a wood [?] matching sh~t, like my clothes [?]
high as h~ll, scrolling down an opp page laughing
n~ggas broker than a b~tch, tryna play savage
when i look around, all my n~ggas bosses
got enough money to customise all you n~ggas’ coffens
young n~gga, used to [?] d.b.c
swiping cards, b~tch, i’m [?] like e.b.t
n~ggas sick i made a k!lling off the shh
all these hoes want my b~lls, like d.b.z
get my dawgs whatever, i’ll never call it leaching
we is on the hunt together, then this time, we all gon’ eat
red bottoms on, told my [?] bleeding
put the spikes on your head, like [?]
[?] neck, could’ve swore i saw demons
see these nots on me, look like i caught a beating
i’ma pass the b~tch to 1takejay, ain’t no pressure
got the bad b~tches tapping in, like a wrestler
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