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Bxitz - NOVACANE Lyrics



Bxitz - NOVACANE Lyrics
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Yeah, I think about you every time you all up in my thoughts
And she actin' slow, I told her ass, come on, why she lost
And she said she want me put it right deep in her guts
All that songs you made got no money, man you suck
And she call my dick Pinocchio, she watch how it grows
Man, I had to get my loadout to kill these f*ckin' hoes
I can never trust a nigga or a bitch, friends or foes
Man, I ran up on my opps yesterday, they all froze
I got two guns and my loadout, where the f*ck you goin' now
July 4th, you hear fireworks, yeah, it's blowin' out
Everybody tryna go to my shows, yeah, they sold out
I ain't got no time for cuffin', lil' bitch, yeah, I'm goin' out
I got two guns and my load out, where the f*ck you goin' now
Man, I got all this money, this ain't Oculus, no Metaverse
You tryna make it hit in 15 minutes, but I did it first
Real nigga just like Loki, but I'm Chris Hemsworth
But your bitch told me pick up the phone, but I don't answer
Yeah, I ain't answer, yeah, but I shoulda had
I'm tryna rob your heart and not the bank, I don't need a bag
I nutted on her face, gave her facials, yeah she need a rag
I'm dissin' all y'all lil' niggas, huh, yeah, I got yall mad
Pull up, no discussion, but I still got my bitch, mad
You talkin' real crazy to me, turn your ass to the One Piece flag
Trippin' at nighttime, they call me Trippie Redd
She rubbing on my neck, but don't wanna give me head
Tired of all this shit, man, I wanna be dead
F*ckin' all the time, bitch, I wanna go to bed
I got two guns and my load out, where the f*ck you goin' now
July 4th you hear fireworks, yeah, it's blowin' out
Everybody tryna go to my shows, yeah, they sold out
I ain't got no time for cuffin', lil' bitch, yeah, I'm goin' out
Huh, yeah, I'm goin' out, yeah, I'm on the freeway
All the fits you had, lil' nigga, you wanted to be gay
Finna disappear, man, these niggas call me Ceeday
Season five Warzone my guns upgrading
Talkin' real crazy to me, end up on a pavement
Talkin' real crazy to me, on a f*ckin' game
If you talk to Lil' Bxitz, then you should be ashamed
Man, I got this nice beat, nigga, yeah, I'm goin' insane
I'm an emo nigga, I wear no umbrella when it rains
Yeah, my main, bitch, different, all y'all other hoes the same
Man, you bullyin' lil' niggas, man, you stop, man, that's lame
Man, you cheatin' on that nigga, what the f*ck did you gain
Man, his neck real green, man, I bet it's from his chain
Yeah, I'm on the perkies, and the X and novacane
Man, I hate when niggas talk crazy to me, they know the pain
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Yeah, I think about you every time you all up in my thoughts
And she actin' slow, I told her ass, come on, why she lost
And she said she want me put it right deep in her guts
All that songs you made got no money, man you suck
And she call my dick Pinocchio, she watch how it grows
Man, I had to get my loadout to kill these f*ckin' hoes
I can never trust a nigga or a bitch, friends or foes
Man, I ran up on my opps yesterday, they all froze
I got two guns and my loadout, where the f*ck you goin' now
July 4th, you hear fireworks, yeah, it's blowin' out
Everybody tryna go to my shows, yeah, they sold out
I ain't got no time for cuffin', lil' bitch, yeah, I'm goin' out
I got two guns and my load out, where the f*ck you goin' now
Man, I got all this money, this ain't Oculus, no Metaverse
You tryna make it hit in 15 minutes, but I did it first
Real nigga just like Loki, but I'm Chris Hemsworth
But your bitch told me pick up the phone, but I don't answer
Yeah, I ain't answer, yeah, but I shoulda had
I'm tryna rob your heart and not the bank, I don't need a bag
I nutted on her face, gave her facials, yeah she need a rag
I'm dissin' all y'all lil' niggas, huh, yeah, I got yall mad
Pull up, no discussion, but I still got my bitch, mad
You talkin' real crazy to me, turn your ass to the One Piece flag
Trippin' at nighttime, they call me Trippie Redd
She rubbing on my neck, but don't wanna give me head
Tired of all this shit, man, I wanna be dead
F*ckin' all the time, bitch, I wanna go to bed
I got two guns and my load out, where the f*ck you goin' now
July 4th you hear fireworks, yeah, it's blowin' out
Everybody tryna go to my shows, yeah, they sold out
I ain't got no time for cuffin', lil' bitch, yeah, I'm goin' out
Huh, yeah, I'm goin' out, yeah, I'm on the freeway
All the fits you had, lil' nigga, you wanted to be gay
Finna disappear, man, these niggas call me Ceeday
Season five Warzone my guns upgrading
Talkin' real crazy to me, end up on a pavement
Talkin' real crazy to me, on a f*ckin' game
If you talk to Lil' Bxitz, then you should be ashamed
Man, I got this nice beat, nigga, yeah, I'm goin' insane
I'm an emo nigga, I wear no umbrella when it rains
Yeah, my main, bitch, different, all y'all other hoes the same
Man, you bullyin' lil' niggas, man, you stop, man, that's lame
Man, you cheatin' on that nigga, what the f*ck did you gain
Man, his neck real green, man, I bet it's from his chain
Yeah, I'm on the perkies, and the X and novacane
Man, I hate when niggas talk crazy to me, they know the pain
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