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500lbs Karaoke

Lil Tecca

Lyrics500lbs

Yeah not livin' enough

This blunt I'm takin' a puff

Was startin' to feel like it's us

No trust so do as you must

For real don't know when

I stay out of town

I get dough when

I stay out of town

Five hundred chops

I got five hundred rounds

Five hundred plots

I got five hundred pounds yeah

I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told

Honestly

I'm trustin' half what I'm shown

I don't pop out

But it's each to they own

My ***** she hate

when I be on my phone

Think she forgot

I got me on my phone

Not safe for me

to forget that I'm known

Argue 'bout bull****

You know that you grown

I don't know

The only reason I condone it

I know how it works

I know you a flirt

She send me the flick

tagged not safe for work

Don't get your feelings

hurt while tryna lurk

My ***** want Chanel

Then **** grab a purse

She told me she bad

I say you could do worse

I'm born to be blessed

I live with a curse

When **** is a mess

I'm rollin' up first

I smoked on my blunt

Then I hit the church

'Cause nobody get

where you comin' from

You know how it gets

when you goin' numb

You know what we on

matter how you judged

Dealin' with bull****

out of love

My life a story

It's not a punch-in

My life a party

It's not a function

I never needed

no introduction

Know I'm a star

I'm still adjusting

And I can't go out like that

You know that's why

I'm clutchin'

And I see it why they overreact

But all this **** ain't nothin'

Told me you gon' send the

bread you owe me

Talkin' like you got an option

She said it's like you don't

know you a star

I tell her that I'm still adjusting

Yeah not livin' enough

This blunt I'm takin' a puff

Was startin' to feel like it's us

No trust so do as you must

For real don't know when

I stay out of town

I get dough when

I stay out of town

Five hundred chops

I got five hundred rounds

Five hundred plots

I got five hundred pounds yeah

I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told

Honestly

I'm trustin' half what I'm shown

I don't pop out

But it's each to they own

My ***** she hate

when I be on my phone

Think she forgot

I got me on my phone

Not safe for me

to forget that I'm known

Argue 'bout bull****

You know that you grown

I don't know

The only reason I condone it

Composer
Danny Lee Jr Snodgrass, Rio Francesco Leyva, John Henry IV Darden, Tyler Justin Sharpe
Lyrics
Danny Lee Jr Snodgrass, Rio Francesco Leyva, John Henry IV Darden, Tyler Justin Sharpe
Publisher
Universal/mca Music Scand Ab, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd