Stripes Lyrics – Yunggoth

Stripes Lyrics by Yunggoth

Uh
Yeah
I get f#cking sad when you call me on my phone
Tellin’ me you hate me and I really wanna go (go)

I hate my life (uh-uh), I hate my life (yeah)
You want me dead (want me dead), I hate my life (uh-uh-uh)
f#ck up on the set (it’s on sight), yeah, it’s on sight
Choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo f#cking sh#t, yeah

You a fake blood, talking like you ran that sh#t
I f#ck you up and chop, yeah, second thought I’m bagging sh#t
Yeah, it’s a fact, it’s a fact that you faking sh#t
I-I got f#cking demons in the closet tryna take yo sh#t

Don’t f#cking lack (don’t), right behind yo back (uh)
Shoot you in yo chest (yeah), you got heart attack
Now this b#tch is sad (uh-uh), b#tch I got my stash
Riding solo like flare, guess you kinda glare

Uh, that’s just how it goes
Money in the bag and drugs and hella hoes (yeah)
Flag me all you want, I’ma do what I want
See me up my set, this is upset

I just f#ckin’ stunt (huh), now you wanna stunt
See me all upset (yeah), now they wanna flex
Yeah, I got a set (yeah), throw it when I rep
f#ck up out my Vet (yeah), let me f#ck a check (I f#ck you)

Damn you a hoe, I get my f#ckin’ benna plug (yeah, yeah)
Guess I gotta go, I’m gonna blast you, little hoe (you little)
Tryna f#ck around, I back it up, I serve yo mouth, (yeah)
Bags in my [?], bank on the [?]

I get f#cking sad when you call me on my phone
Tellin’ me you hate me and I really wanna go (go)
I hate my life (uh-uh), I hate my life (yeah)
You want me dead (want me dead), I hate my life (uh-uh-uh)

f#ck up on the set (it’s on sight), yeah, it’s on sight
Choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo f#cking sh#t, yeah
You a fake blood, talking like you ran that sh#t
I f#ck you up and chop, yeah, second thought I’m bagging sh#t

Yeah, it’s a fact, it’s a fact that you faking sh#t
I-I got f#cking demons in the closet tryna take yo sh#t
Don’t f#cking lack (don’t), right behind yo back (uh)
Shoot you in yo chest (yeah), you got heart attack

Now this b#tch is sad (uh-uh), b#tch I got my stash
Riding solo like flare, guess you kinda glare
Uh, that’s just how it goes
Money in the bag and drugs and hella hoes (yeah)
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Yunggoth Lyrics – Stripes

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Stripes