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STAY AROUND Video (MV)




Performed By: Guxxi223
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: Kamarion Fortney




Guxxi223 - STAY AROUND Lyrics




Yeah
Huh
Slatt
Yo

I got designer shoes on
You broke my heart but I had to move on
I count these racks in the back of the coupe
Diamonds they shining you know that they blue

I got a glick like what he gon' do
I got a glick and the Mac too
I got the bag too
She wanna f*ck cause my tattoos

My diamonds they cold like an igloo
Coupe all yellow like Pikachu
I got a bag, f*ck with a hater say
Cause you know I ain't hearing you

I got a bad bitch built like Betty Boop
Wipe your nose, need a tissue
Pour it on the wock to clear my pain and my issues
Slatt

I tell her I won't give up the drugs
Feeling like Rambo, girl, I stay with the slugs
Step on them niggas, yeah, I just like a bug
They hate on me cause I came out the mud

I got a glit, huh
I got a chop, nigga, gon' take em out
I got a racks in my bank account
They didn't think a young nigga would make it out

But I made it out, I gotta make it count
I was down bad, I made it out
Why the f*ck are they mad cause I made it out
What the f*ck is you and the pussy niggas talking about

You could not snatch my chain, nigga, what are you talking about
These niggas knew what it was
They just want some clout
Walk in the bih, with my designer on and my diamonds out

I got a bad bitch posted up in the f*cking house
I'm outside getting racks, yeah, you know I gotta make it count
Yeah, he thought he was hot, but he faded out
I don't know why them pussy niggas, they ain't staying around

They the baddest cause they hate me now
Get the racks, this shit, get the racks, get the packs
Niggas playing with us, getting wack
Cause every time we do the drip, niggas gotta get the pack, gotta get the racks
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Yeah
Huh
Slatt
Yo

I got designer shoes on
You broke my heart but I had to move on
I count these racks in the back of the coupe
Diamonds they shining you know that they blue

I got a glick like what he gon' do
I got a glick and the Mac too
I got the bag too
She wanna f*ck cause my tattoos

My diamonds they cold like an igloo
Coupe all yellow like Pikachu
I got a bag, f*ck with a hater say
Cause you know I ain't hearing you

I got a bad bitch built like Betty Boop
Wipe your nose, need a tissue
Pour it on the wock to clear my pain and my issues
Slatt

I tell her I won't give up the drugs
Feeling like Rambo, girl, I stay with the slugs
Step on them niggas, yeah, I just like a bug
They hate on me cause I came out the mud

I got a glit, huh
I got a chop, nigga, gon' take em out
I got a racks in my bank account
They didn't think a young nigga would make it out

But I made it out, I gotta make it count
I was down bad, I made it out
Why the f*ck are they mad cause I made it out
What the f*ck is you and the pussy niggas talking about

You could not snatch my chain, nigga, what are you talking about
These niggas knew what it was
They just want some clout
Walk in the bih, with my designer on and my diamonds out

I got a bad bitch posted up in the f*cking house
I'm outside getting racks, yeah, you know I gotta make it count
Yeah, he thought he was hot, but he faded out
I don't know why them pussy niggas, they ain't staying around

They the baddest cause they hate me now
Get the racks, this shit, get the racks, get the packs
Niggas playing with us, getting wack
Cause every time we do the drip, niggas gotta get the pack, gotta get the racks
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Writer: Kamarion Fortney
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