✞ Repent ✞

Gang ties, mob ties, you better keep on running, you gon' all die
You better repent, I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty
I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty
I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty

This real, real Benji Bands, in my Guapi pants
And I'm spilling syrup, you don't understand
Lamborghini Urus, and my urine dirty
That is not your bitch, I know that shit for certain

Taligang we outside!
Once they comin' to get you, I can't really tell them to stop
She said she never seen stars inside of the roof of the car
I got some Molly Rock, thats finna take you to Mars

And you know I'm swervin'
I couldn't love that hoe, and then I left her hurting
I went to outer space, and now I'm back returning
I don't know what to say, just that you don't deserve me

You better repent, I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty
I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty
I'm tryna play with her pussy, hello kitty
I got real gang ties, real mob ties

Better Rep your set, because we outside
Baby, it's all or nothing, fuck the other side
Baby, you down to ride, if not, you finna die
Talkin' to myself like I don't really pray

Voices in my head, they tell me what to say
Playin' with my demons, this ain't Ouija game
Money green, Luigi, silver, Lilith chain
Pockets getting greedy, plus it left a stain

Look, black on black, it's Taliban, no Bruce Wayne
I just took his xanny, help me fall asleep
Geometric patterns forming in my brain
I just saw the devil make a deal with me

And I'm talkin' to myself like I ain't never prayed
And I'm talkin' to myself like I don't feel the same
And I'm talkin' to myself like I don't feel the same



Credits
Writer(s): Kent Waller
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