Hope wright - SuplexCon lyrics

Ya’ll do sho talk a lot... My blood type is "fu*k that", my favorite homie burnt out Favorite girl bullsh*ttin', the other one pulpittin' If I say "this b*tch dumb" The bro say "which one" Sike b*tch, not done Pass me that lighter there, I’m outta here These hoochies know they gotta share a ni**a (tf) b*tch you know your momma love me, b*tch you know your aunties love me Basically you fu*k with me 'cause NaNa love me too Own what I do. I just chill. Over here Mind my own. Into sh*t. Outta sh*t. Partial beard Crack a joke. Make a woman crack a grin Cracked her number. Crack a skull like a ni**a crack a seal - Mass appеal Crack a barrel, eating wings. Crackers seething. You can see 'еm Boy thats one real loud ass ni**a please believe it I'm a ... {REDACTED} Please believe it I'ma... {REDACTED} Don't give a fu*k about these people bro I’m a muthafu*king thuggin', ain't no pretty boy I ain’t learn how to Man by what the b*tches like Hell, I did what the Men do Young did what the young black men do I was locked out the house You locked in the house I ain’t the type to ruin ya life by running game and throw your dreams Na I’m the type to show you game and ease your pain and show your things