22 F5 - 90's Vinyl Version
Glitch you still got that sauce
Baby
I don't mean to leave
I don't need that pain
Shorty on her knees weak
We walking with 30 saints
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
Stocky got that syndrome
Took my beats and filled them
With me void and nailed them
Killed them burned them
Elden heal them
Brand new shit from belguim
Break more laws and build em
Boy i got that fill drum
We ain't got that quips so steall them
We ain't got that quips so steall them
It was half past three last night
We broke 22 f fives
Glitchez got that vibes
Keep that luck it's all lies
Fuck my bitch with closed eyes
If they trip call ice
Fuck my bitch with closed eyes
If they trip call ice
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't need that pain
Shorty on her knees weak
We walking with 30 saints
Baby
I don't mean to leave
I don't need that pain
Shorty on her knees weak
We walking with 30 saints
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
Stocky got that syndrome
Took my beats and filled them
With me void and nailed them
Killed them burned them
Elden heal them
Brand new shit from belguim
Break more laws and build em
Boy i got that fill drum
We ain't got that quips so steall them
We ain't got that quips so steall them
It was half past three last night
We broke 22 f fives
Glitchez got that vibes
Keep that luck it's all lies
Fuck my bitch with closed eyes
If they trip call ice
Fuck my bitch with closed eyes
If they trip call ice
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't mean that shame
I don't need that pain
I don't need the fame
Shorty on her knees weak
We playing all the games
We walking with 30 saints
Said i hope we gettin paid
I don't mean to leave
I don't need that pain
Shorty on her knees weak
We walking with 30 saints
Credits
Writer(s): Aymen Bounil
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