lirik lagu joe bani - wasted side
chorus1
came with the gang emeried
pull up the stars, achieving it
i got the money in dollar way
i see your whip hysterical
play with the gang, a livin’ thing
came with the gang a multitude
shootin’ my shot, a bullet left
taking the perc’s not dying yet
verse1
h~llo there shawty
hey, fighting all bxches in the carling(n~gga)
i got the strap on a 30
cashin the money(no timing)
hopin’ in game like a tg
girl love f~cks in the mornin
3 shots, i swr don’t feel em
those b~tches love money, she’s a canol
those b~tches lovе fame 111
i put a whole lotta money in thе taco’s
2chains on my neck in chicago
don’t make me feel like a leaonad
sh~t making me feel doing loving
fat n~gga as ride, like emotions
7calls on my phone, like i deny
stop f~ckin with jb, retired
came here to f~ck
chorus2
came with the gang emeried
pull up the stars, achieving it
i got the money in dollar way
i see your whip hysterical
play with the gang, a livin’ thing
came with the gang a multitude
shootin’ my shot, a bullet left
taking the perc’s not dying yet
came with the gang emeried
pull up the stars, achieving it
i got the money in dollar way
i see your whip hysterical
play with the gang, a livin’ thing
came with the gang a multitude
shootin’ my shot, a bullet left
taking the perc’s not dying yet
verse2
i shot a n~gga on head
leakin my tage on the site
it is never that new
crazy ass b~tch stil love me
mm packing my bullet in the head
20 shot in the foiul
livin in the east, in my side
and never showed up, til til now
now i’m the fool
still wanna ride in emotions, og’s enough in reaction
still wanna live
but still wanna die
still wanna love
i’m lookin at tinder
i got the stuff
but homies stil hate
i got to show ya
thinkin i’m cappin’
n~gga be shootin at mal
drako on block in the tuc
i got to tel u my passion
huncho be blockin my shot on the head again
still wanna live
but still wanna die
still wanna love
i’m lookin at tinder
i got the stuff
but homies stil hate
i got to show ya
thinkin i’m cappin’
n~gga be shootin at mal
drako on block in the tuc
i got to tel u my passion
huncho be blockin my shot on the head again
hook/out
came with the gang emeried
pull up the stars, achieving it
i got the money in dollar way
i see your whip hysterical
play with the gang, a livin’ thing
came with the gang a multitude
shootin’ my shot, a bullet left
taking the perc’s not dying yet
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