Sins lyrics

[Intro]

Mhm, yea

Yea

Mhm, mhm

(b*tch)yea

Mhm mhm

What the f*ck

Uh huh

b*tch ass n*gga

Mhm mhm



[Verse 1]

Ion give a f*ck about no b*tch, these n*ggas sl*ts (these n*ggas sl*ts)
[?]

[?]

Finna knock ‘em down, knock him out his crocs

We gonna send a shot, to sent a shot and put him on a shirt (mhm)

Run away from me, mhm

[?] f*ck a hoe, [?]

They talking sh*t, the b*tches basic [?]

So we up his Glock and send him shots, break and that n*ggas ribs

Can’t talk sh*t about your crib

Heard my name, the f*cking grinch

100 rounds of extended clips

Run away from this

[?] for hoes
You want a break?

But can barely get it then

We up this pull, he like a pig, we throw him a pen

[Pray to God for better days, i’m praying sorry for my SINS]





[Verse 2]



Mhm, f*ck, alright



Said i’m sorry for my sins

We in the b*tch we led it off and spin a n*gga wig

We shoot up ya crib, don’t give a f*ck about no b*tch (about no b*tch)
Hе in the water, he swimming with thе fish

So we try to send a n*gga up just like a [?]

I don’t give a f*ck about no thots, don’t about care no b*tch

I just want the paint, with the blue, and with the benjamin(yea)

Run Awaya

I just want a [?]

n*gga say he [?], because the n*gga rock amiris

So i’m the type, to up this pipe, and pierce em like an earning

I don’t give a f*ck about no hoes, you listen then you hear me

I don’t wanna f*ck

My n*gga the type to buy a bottle

Guarantee we getting drunk

So when your booty bussin through a [?]

And little b*tch wanna f*ck, she suck me up

I do not give a f*ck, we up this gun and then we bust

What you tryna do?

And my n*ggas tryna move, we up this stick and let it shoot

This little b*tch she suck me up[?]





[Outro]

I don’t give a f*ck he on the street, he done he on the news

[?]

Found the little b*tch, she smoke it up

We smoking weed

I don’t give a f*ck [?]

Climb up a tree

[?]

Hit ‘em in the feet

b*tch

Yea



n*gga