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lirik lagu rylo rodriguez - hear this

[intro]
what’s up?
(d~mn kai you goin’ crazy)

[chorus]
i don’t know who need to hear this but this wocky, this ain’t act
i don’t know who need to hear this but your boyfriend is a rat
i don’t know who need to hear this we stop puttin’ rubber bands on racks
i don’t know who need to hear this but gon’ take that jewelry back (that jewelry back)
i don’t know who need to hear this hoe your p~ssy ain’t like that (it ain’t like that)
if you broke you need to hear this, i motivate you to get cash (motivate you to get cash)
traphouse is like h~~rders, walkin’, steppin’ over bags, yeah
seen some gangstas, go to jail who got turned into f~gs (into f~gs)

[verse 1]
they be postin’ artilleries (for what?)
them n~ggas bleed how we bleed (on god)
got me running ’round with 2~23 (yeah yeah)
we gon’ put them boys on a few tees
rollеd a finger in my backwood, got me ashin’ candy
hoe don’t sеnd your cash app? i think she get that from her mammy
i’m just gon’ slap these lil’ hoes out and let you be romantic
they can’t believe what i’ve become, they wanted me to panic
scars on my back and arms, bros they revoke the bond
wanna know just how i’m doing, everything is everything
i know n~ggas who married the streets, 12 took they wedding rings
why the d.a. mad at me? i don’t know this hoe from can of paint
and n~ggas sippin’ more lean than me, gotta pour this sh~t up in every drink
had a threesome with a white hoe and a red b~tch, called it candy cane
‘fore the music, before this rap sh~t, in my city i been had a name
gmg, that’s still the gang
much care ’til we meet again
[chorus]
i don’t know who need to hear this but this wocky, this ain’t act
i don’t know who need to hear this but your boyfriend is a rat
i don’t know who need to hear this we stop puttin’ rubber bands on racks
i don’t know who need to hear this but gon’ take that jewelry back (that jewelry back)
i don’t know who need to hear this hoe your p~ssy ain’t like that (it ain’t like that)
if you broke you need to hear this, i motivate you to get cash (motivate you to get cash)
traphouse is like h~~rders, walkin’, steppin’ over bags, yeah
seen some gangstas, go to jail who got turned into f~gs (into f~gs)

[verse 2]
ooh she got it all wrong
i go and buy her a home
all of my diamonds on
fill up my styrofoam
you made me (made me)
why the h~ll you tell them people that? that’s crazy (that’s weird)
i’m bein’ grateful, so if you really did, i’d thank you, no thank you, honestly
how long you think you run ’til you run into danger? (bummy)
bought this trench coat ‘fore ‘rari first
’cause his momma hungry and his daughter thirsty
i want the long miles when i come to work
i only come outside on tuesdays and thursdays
made a quarter mil’ off sellin’ merch
we gon’ f~ck her but she want titties first
i don’t f~ck with rappers, i don’t feel they verses
tryna bury a n~gga, only i fled the he~rs~
yeah i dropped out but i done f~cked some nurses (on god)
i’m dumpin’ ashes out inside of a foreign
i’m out of town, i’ll be back in the morning (in the morning)
picked the backend up, the frontend on guns (on pistols)
ain’t no father day ’cause i ain’t leavin’ my son
i don’t give a f~ck, i might just marry a nun (marry a stripper)
in and out the courts, i’m startin’ to feel like lebron (feel like lb)
i got choppas bigger than my opps
glock extendo on the glock
’cause i know the cannon won’t jam
‘fore the coupe, still call her ma’am (yes ma’am)
i know a n~gga take fake pills, yeah perc, huh
riding ’round 2~2~3 like draymond
got n~ggas out in the pen, waitin’ on my mixtape
we tryna hear ’bout ballin’, n~gga, don’t press play
i’m eating’ candy, smokin’ hi~chew, i’m still blessed
mama, i pray
i been f~ck this hoe for a year straight, but still don’t know where i stay
bought a thousand faygos, i can’t stop lean for some reason
i put the cash in my ear, they thought i wasn’t deep
[chorus]
i don’t know who need to hear this but this wocky, this ain’t act
i don’t know who need to hear this but your boyfriend is a rat
i don’t know who need to hear this we stop puttin’ rubber bands on racks
i don’t know who need to hear this but gon’ take that jewelry back (that jewelry back)
i don’t know who need to hear this hoe your p~ssy ain’t like that (it ain’t like that)
if you broke you need to hear this, i motivate you to get cash (motivate you to get cash)
traphouse is like h~~rders, walkin’, steppin’ over bags, yeah
seen some gangstas, go to jail who got turned into f~gs (into f~gs)

[outro]
what’s up?
(d~mn kai you goin’ crazy)

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