Often Lyrics Unknown T

Often Song Lyrics Unknown T

[Intro]
We’re live, we’re live, we’re live, we’re live, we’re live
We’re live, we’re live
Bare chattings, but time will tell, you gte me
Bare guessin’ on the machine as well, they know
Fire, man’ll get banged, mm
I love Chris Rich
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[Verse 1]
We pop champagne in the club
‘Cause the lifestyle used to be horrid
Up town bitch in a five star nightgown givin’ me knowledge
Supply down, VVs foreign
Better tuck with your pork’, yeah
My broski’s are blacked on black got my city like Gotham
Skip the bad man, sit on my jewels, I rock them
Blood, these are joker, my nigga got them
Tell them young gunners “Come ’round and flex with the goons”
I’ll blast them, I’ll ghost them, top hit on my plate
Fuck fame, on my bruise I’ll chop them, that ain’t a problem
Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them
I won’t call man Cortez, [?]
Yes, say drip, but I already copped them
She want tug love, come and be with a boss then
[Chorus]
Bros up in a black [?] out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often
Plane Janes, no bust downs, these on top them
All the bad bitches play my songs often
I don’t trust, but she know my problems
Baby don’t speak when I plot them
You like gun men? Let’s have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bros up in a black [?] out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often
Plane Janes, no bust downs, these on top them
All the bad bitches play my songs often
I don’t trust, but she know my problems
Baby don’t speak when I plot them
You like gun men? Let’s have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often

[Verse 2]
We don’t trust them niggas round the other side
We let them hollows fly, another homicide
[?] ’cause some other guys
I ain’t got no time, bros [?] time
Never do old fashion, I need more designs
Always been on lackin’, so we got that bang (Brr)
Yo, always been on lackin’, so we got that bang
Pay attention ’bout that COVID 19, homie sanitize
Made the banger right, done a load kweffins
We done load of cheffins, we can’t glamorize
We got [?] rights
Leave the dealer dumped, she wanna be my wife
I don’t love her, fuck it, I just jeet her twice
Yo, if I wanna flush, I cop a jail twice
[Chorus]
Bros up in a black [?] out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often
Plane Janes, no bust downs, these on top them
All the bad bitches play my songs often
I don’t trust, but she know my problems
Baby don’t speak when I plot them
You like gun men? Let’s have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bros up in a black [?] out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often
Plane Janes, no bust downs, these on top them
All the bad bitches play my songs often
I don’t trust, but she know my problems
Baby don’t speak when I plot them
You like gun men? Let’s have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often

[Outro]
I love Chris Rich