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lirik lagu shoreline mafia - too often

[intro]
d~diego

[chorus: fenix flexin]
i ain’t f~ckin’ with no broke b~tches
give lil’ baby good d~ck, got her toes twitchin’
i swear my nina, she a freak, she wanna blow n~ggas
ooh~wee, i’m tryna crack a freak and make her go, n~gga
she know i could turn her up, she know i go crazy (she know i got crazy)
she know i could turn her up, she know i’m gettin’ payments (she know i’m gettin’ payments)
why they say they on my top? boy, they lyin’ to you (boy, they lyin’ to you)
you could f~ck with 500 if she fine to you (fine to you)

[verse 1: fenix flexin & ohgeesy]
you a thot, i could never waste my time wit’ you (b~tch, never)
keep my knock, i could never ride without pistol (ride without it)
i’m gon pop (pop), “grrt,” that’s thе b~tton sound (that’s a b~tton on it)
every time i set it out, you know it’s touchin’ down (on my mama)
i ain’t еven tryna f~ck her, yeah, i’m cool off it (yeah, i’m straight)
pour this drank and f~ck b~tches, do this too often (in her face)
who walkin’? down they opps like they say they is (walk ’em down)
she payin’ me, boy, you n~ggas pay the b~tch (you pay the ho)
i put her down on d~block, i feel like jadakiss (feel like jadakiss)
i smoke her, homie, hit the dope up off the paperclips (off the clips, n~gga)
i’m a trophy in my section (i’m a trophy), like, for real (like, for real)
i’m a player, say, you soft for a snail (say, you soft)
sell a dope fiend soap, i sold water to a whale (to a whale)
we got fish scale, coke for the low, come and smell (come and smell)
me and geesy back in bidness, it’s the mafia, baby (ayy)
i’m chillin’ (ayy), faded off this drank (ayy), tryna pop me a 80 (ayy)
when that bag touch down, i’m in that brabus mercedes (skrrt~skrrt)
b~tch, count 100,000 at the ritz (at the ritz)
splits, baby goin’ crazy doin’ tricks (doin’ tricks)
yeah, we back up in that mode, tryna smash out a hit (yeah)
i’on’ pass up on a blunt but i’ll pass on a b~tch
i get up in her, wear it down, i had her callin’ it quits (ayy)
you tryna be a trophy, n~gga, you should take notes (yeah)
ain’t no ones (yeah, yeah), only hunnids in my bankroll (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: ohgeesy]
man, hang that sh~t up, you a thing in the past (oh)
she wanna hang with us ’cause the hoes have a blast (ayy)
d~ck on yo’ tongue, pills in yo’ ass (in the ass)
i go live with the glock like ja morant (brrt)
put the p~ssy on live, i’ma give you a few bands (ayy)
she got a onlyfans but i really ain’t a fan (fu~fu—)
f~ckin’ with my boy verdy, turnt up in j~pan
hit a 1~0, tokyo, do my lil’ dance (ayy)
otx a lifestyle, this not a brand (ayy)
i like glocks over ghost guns, they don’t jam
i like thots but i don’t like to hold hands (hold hands)
like when they suck d~ck and use no hands (no)
for me? they do it free, for you? they charge bands (ayy)
me? i’m vip, they put you in the stands (you a—)
you against me, boy, you never had a chance
real recognize real but you wouldn’t understand (stupid n~gga)

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