YOU KNOW US
Lytra
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02:25
Song Introduction
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Lyric
We made so much bands
We spend, make it back
We make hella racks
Yeah, you know us, we spendin' money, make it back
Pull-Pull-Pull up to the party, give these bitches heart attacks
T-T-T-They all want some, pull up fuckin' in all black
I'll-I'll pass out at the home, we're bumpin' 'til we see the sun
We're fucked up
We're in the club off, a couple things I should not say
We're-We're-We're so numb
Too many drugs, blood on the floor, I'll fall asleep
I don't really care, I'm a mental millionaire
Makin' band after band, throw it everywhere, I share
I'ma spoil my bitch, only designer that she wear
She could give a fuck less, but I want everyone to stare
Get-Get-Gettin' fucked up at the party
Fuck all the fake friends, let's all be honest
Oh, I helped you when you were down, wiped your tears when you frowned
No, I'll never change, you don't look at me (no)
Yeah, you know us, we spendin' money, make it back
Pull-Pull-Pull up to the party, give these bitches heart attacks
T-T-T-They all want some, pull up fuckin' in all black
I'll-I'll pass out at the home, we're bumpin' 'til we see the sun
We're fucked up
We're in the club off, a couple things I should not say
We're-We're-We're so numb
Too many drugs, blood on the floor, I'll fall asleep
Y-Y-Y-Yeah, you know us, spendin' money, make it back
Pull up to the party, all these bitches on my neck
Show my name out, you know it, let's fuck this party up
Call up my dealer for molly 'cause we don't give a fuck
Drugs at the party, and it's not enough
Doin' shots of Bacardi, it's goin' down my guts
E-E-E-E-Emo bitch, she be kissin' on my cock
She's sittin' in the back 'cause she's tryna suck my nut-
Yeah, you know us, we spendin' money, make it back
Pull-Pull-Pull up to the party, give these bitches heart attacks
T-T-T-They all want some, pull up fuckin' in all black
I'll-I'll pass out at the home, we're bumpin' 'til we see the sun
We're fucked up
We're in the club off, a couple things I should not say
We're-We're-We're so numb
Too many drugs, blood on the floor, I'll fall asleep