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Yo, Bryalle I'm wishing the best for you Out of my element, I knew I wasn’t the one for you I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, you left my heart rotten Like I’m r-really sad you know, you wasn’t no average ho I ain’t no average joe, turn this shit to a classic though Off the rope Randy Savage thou- And I’m cutting you off, so I’m last fasho She belongs to the city (Ahh) I can’t give out opinion And the way that you kill it, I’m feeling like Ricky Got shot in my back 'cause I showed them my pity With my old bitch But that wasn't my element though, so I don’t know My bitch a junkie, she taking it slow Can't look at her straight with that white on her nose Why did shе leave me? Man, nobody knows Bitch, I’m a firе that's left in the cold 4ersona, ain’t breakin’ no code Bitch I’m Armoni, I’m back on my mode I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, (You left my heart rotten) Letras de cancionesLike I’m r-really sad you know, you wasn’t no average ho Yo mans got put in the past ya know, iff-iffy, I'm smokin' yo pack fasho How you gon' shoot with no badges though? Got twenty-one bitches, I’m savage though His man got put on a stretcher, that’s not my bitch, but I text her though My money work, it be flexin' ho She be like, "Che, you the best," I know Your bitch a skank and I reckon, ho Bitch, just like Ralph, I’m finna wreck it, ho Bitch, I’m not third, I’m not second though Put on Nike 'fore nigga get technical (Yo, Bryalle) I'm wishing the worst for you Oh your purse get stole if you snoop Made my heart go from red to the blue Hoping all of your goals go to fluke All because you went back to your roots And these niggas can't hang, get a noose I know, I'm sorry for the news But it's time to go back to my boose If you look at my cup then it's booze If I wanted that ho, give me two Bitch, my money despicable, Gru Gotta pick, you gon' win or you lose Nah, I ain’t finished I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, you left my heart rotten Like I’m r-really sad you know, you wasn’t no average ho (You wasn’t no average ho) I ain’t no average joe (I ain’t no average joe), turn this shit to a classic though Off the rope Randy Savage thou- And I’m cutting you off, so I’m last fasho She belongs to the city (Yeah) Can’t give out opinion And the way that you kill it, I’m feeling like Ricky Got shot in my back 'cause I showed them my pity My bitch, she bad, giving Houston, no Whitney TisaKorean, bitch, I’m way too silly Got my number, you know you can hit me But if I don’t answer, I might just be tipsy, gang (Fucking crazy bro) From Letras Mania