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Milesdakid - Jail Phone текст песни

Исполнитель: Milesdakid

альбом: Live Hard Die Young


Bro called from jail phone ian know that number (huh)
Youn know how it feel to be me
Cant take my mind on new things
Cant take my mind on new things
Hope granny proud of me, i know she proud of me
Focus ona big shit ion want the lil shit no more
Prescribed to this bull shit im high like a learjet im movin slow
Anxiety make my head hurt
I been putting god first
I like to do my opps the worst
Put a pussy on some merch
You know
Bitch i grieve when I spot a opp i want his teeth splitting huh
Heard you want a bbl give a god damn reason
My dick be her fix shawty callin tryna suck on my dick mm
I'm tired of cutting my wrist, she wanna be my bitch (huhh huh)
I cant do this shit
I need a freak bitch, bae leeme see that clit
My twin he know i'm it, on walk em down shit
I put that syrup in fridge, know 12 won't check this (ouu ouu)
Bro called from jail phone don't know that number no
Bitch ian feel this way since the summer
We gon walk em down, for no reason (for no reason)
Slime a nigga for no fuckin reason yea, ima demon huh
Bro called from jail phone ian know that number (huh)
Youn know how it feel to be me
Cant take my mind on new things
Cant take my mind on new things
Hope granny proud of me, i know she proud of me
Focus ona big shit ion want the lil shit no more
Prescribed to this bull shit im high like a learjet im movin slow
Anxiety make my head hurt
I been putting god first
I like to do my opps the worst
Put a pussy on some merch

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