We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
Im too high off the trees I swear being broke a disease
Wonder why these niggas wanna play with me
Off the dope Feel Like Jason Voorhees
In the trap all we speak is brickanese
Stove top whippin' up the recipe
What you need? Come and get yo' shit from me
Top dolla itch you gotta pay the fee
She suck dick so long broke her knees
F*ck her good got her screaming daddy please
Stroke it slow I'ma watch her pussy cream
The way she moving on my dick its like a dream
Big, big glock Wit the beam
Shoot a Nigga because I'm tryna' let off steam
Shoot a Nigga cuz I can f*ck you mean
Terminator half man, half machine
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
That's yo bitch better keep her away from me
She gone end up with a mouth full of these
She hit the dope and erased her memory
Bag on me like I work delivery
Not a rat, but, I'm in love with cheese
Rich nigga balling like I'm in the league
Keep a stick like I'm in the MLB
Take his life before a nigga tell on me
On the gram, think he tough, we gone see
Leave a nigga flat dead in the street
Pussy niggas need to think before they tweet
Mama crying, got his face on a tee
Niggas bitches because it's in their family tree
Foo pack niggas smoking potpourri
The Devil's son bitch it ain't no hope for me
Slit yo throat pussy ain't no hoe in me
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
Young Foolay - Make Believe Lyrics
Young Foolay - Make Believe Lyrics
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We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
Im too high off the trees I swear being broke a disease
Wonder why these niggas wanna play with me
Off the dope Feel Like Jason Voorhees
In the trap all we speak is brickanese
Stove top whippin' up the recipe
What you need? Come and get yo' shit from me
Top dolla itch you gotta pay the fee
She suck dick so long broke her knees
F*ck her good got her screaming daddy please
Stroke it slow I'ma watch her pussy cream
The way she moving on my dick its like a dream
Big, big glock Wit the beam
Shoot a Nigga because I'm tryna' let off steam
Shoot a Nigga cuz I can f*ck you mean
Terminator half man, half machine
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
That's yo bitch better keep her away from me
She gone end up with a mouth full of these
She hit the dope and erased her memory
Bag on me like I work delivery
Not a rat, but, I'm in love with cheese
Rich nigga balling like I'm in the league
Keep a stick like I'm in the MLB
Take his life before a nigga tell on me
On the gram, think he tough, we gone see
Leave a nigga flat dead in the street
Pussy niggas need to think before they tweet
Mama crying, got his face on a tee
Niggas bitches because it's in their family tree
Foo pack niggas smoking potpourri
The Devil's son bitch it ain't no hope for me
Slit yo throat pussy ain't no hoe in me
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
Im too high off the trees I swear being broke a disease
Wonder why these niggas wanna play with me
Off the dope Feel Like Jason Voorhees
In the trap all we speak is brickanese
Stove top whippin' up the recipe
What you need? Come and get yo' shit from me
Top dolla itch you gotta pay the fee
She suck dick so long broke her knees
F*ck her good got her screaming daddy please
Stroke it slow I'ma watch her pussy cream
The way she moving on my dick its like a dream
Big, big glock Wit the beam
Shoot a Nigga because I'm tryna' let off steam
Shoot a Nigga cuz I can f*ck you mean
Terminator half man, half machine
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
That's yo bitch better keep her away from me
She gone end up with a mouth full of these
She hit the dope and erased her memory
Bag on me like I work delivery
Not a rat, but, I'm in love with cheese
Rich nigga balling like I'm in the league
Keep a stick like I'm in the MLB
Take his life before a nigga tell on me
On the gram, think he tough, we gone see
Leave a nigga flat dead in the street
Pussy niggas need to think before they tweet
Mama crying, got his face on a tee
Niggas bitches because it's in their family tree
Foo pack niggas smoking potpourri
The Devil's son bitch it ain't no hope for me
Slit yo throat pussy ain't no hoe in me
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
We got dope, we got blow, we got beans
All I know is the zombies and the fiends
Make yo' hoe bust it open for a sleeve
Niggas hating, swear my life make believe
Writer: Devin Simpkins
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