TaTa Feature*

Lyrics from the Snippet

[Verse 1: TaTa]
[...] only want a chop'
Like, I remember first time that I really [?] wit' the bros
We was chillin' in Queens
Like, I was rollin' like I was a [?]
I was smokin' weed and drinkin' lean
[?] told me [?] bitch
And her pussy was fire so I had to see
[?] I pulled up to the crib
[?] feet, damn, damn

[Verse 2: Quelly Woo]
Gllah, her love so defined
Like, yo, TaTa, where the babas?
[?] bitch doin' my mind
I thought it was true love, this shit was fu love
I should've seen the signs
And I can't even lie, I still love you, like
I was prayin' [?] time
And I ain't even check on myself
Poppin' 30s, how could I check on my hеalth?
4100, the only thing goin', like, can't you tell?
Likе, sh-shorty a bad bitch, doin that hip shit, uh, and she do it well
And her pussy wetter than a whale, like, and it don't got no smell, like
Can't find no Tris, so I'm sippin'–
Can't find no Tris, so I'm sippin' Tuss'
Slim fit baddie, got a butt, like
And she don't got no gut
If you did, I wouldn't give a–
If you did, I wouldn't give a fuck
[?] beauty, it's [?]
[?] one that I cuff, like
I'm inconsolable
Got a new G, this shit is [?], like
Ba-Bad bitch uncontrollable
That mean she do what she wanna do, like
Gotta TP, I got a lot on my brain
Emotions, hard to explain
Got nobody to help me to cope wit' the pain
Pop a 30 and I'm straight
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