Khalil - Tsushima lyrics

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Khalil - Tsushima lyrics

[Intro] Wait, wait, you said what? The beat is so disgusting that it don’t make no sense to be in your phone, [?], it’s super dope, been sitting on that song for way too long Ayy, your talking about, for “Tsushima”? Yeah Alright, okay, okay Alright, yeah, nah, I’ma drop it, I’ma drop it So when you’re done, [?] Alright (Damn, I think that’s Perfect) [Verse 1] Baby, your number not saved, just leave me alone Please don’t get bold and hit on my phone We can’t do this, you don’t feel like home I got knocked out and pressure, it’s strong It’s gon’ take the pain away She gon’ stay on a rainy day One puff and I fade away I’m on Mars, what can I say? Slick on the beat, I’m not walking [?], I’m consistently flossing Murder case on mе, I’m killing beats often She wanna smokе, I don’t think that it’s costing Don’t fold under pressure, no, I am no beta If you do not like me, then, you are a hater .22’s big, turning these fighters to skaters She said she gon’ love me, but I cannot date her I ran up my check, flex Said she want me, consider her stretched Doodoo out your mouth and it stink up your breath No, I cannot hear you, say it with your chest Knock, knock, knock, you say hello When she with me, she get hella low I got her crunching like all her toes And I’m finna eat with all the bros We just got a dub and we all gonna eat it She wrote her number, I said, “I don’t need it” (Haha) Had lil’ baby like hella defeated But it doesn’t matter, I’m finna sure beat it It’s straight, it not even worth a debate Met all of my bros and she showed us her face Doonies be down and now she need a brace Second at most, never last in a race [Interlude] Sometimes, the only choice is to walk away from everything we know (Woah, woah, woah, woah) [Verse 2] Baby, your number not saved, I flew out to Cali’ Smoking on gas, got me high in the valley I hit your ho, that’s one more to the tally (One more) I don’t do addition, I didn’t hit Sally But she didn’t take the pain away Why did I leave? Don’t know what to say I’m turning ghost like any day Masking me, so you can’t see my face Big stepper, now look how I walk in Just from the price of my kicks, got ‘em talking Voice got clips, kill ‘em all in a coffin Get off my ‘Gram, girl, I know you be stalking Duck that hit, said he got forty, but where is your clip? Forty them [?], you still getting lit And he hating on me ‘cause I’m young and I’m rich She said, “What is your number?” Gave her a restaurant, she feeling dumber Hibernation start to end in the summer But money the motive, so there not no slumber Baby girl coming in the night with a real one I don’t got feelings, but she make me feel some That boy a capper, he said he gon’ drill some’ But, he an actor like he Dr. Phil son (Uh, uh, uh, woah) The beat is a car and I ride it (Yeah) If I’m on skates, I’m not sliding, I’m flying Said he got hands, well then, why was he hiding? (Huh) So happy, she start hitting flips Said I’ma go to the sky like a blimp Got the wrong one if you think I’m a simp Man, I stay on my own and I’m counting my chips (That’s cheddar) [Outro] Said I’m counting my chips like I’m at a casino Baby, your number not saved, just leave me alone Please don’t get bold and hit on my phone We can’t do this, you don’t feel like home I got knocked out and pressure, it’s strong

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