Bullet 4 My
Bullet 4 My

Alix Phoenix - Bullet 4 My Lyrics

Jan 8, 2021
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Bullet 4 My Music Video

Bullet 4 My Lyrics

Hey hello
I just told you don’t fucking call my phone no more
I’m really bout' to block your ass
Stupid ass
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two, until my heart aches
I got bags I got 6
I got bags I got rich
Shawty tryna pour this Actavis
Imma rockstar I’m mad as shit
Imma just hide this evidence
Air force ones, no presidents
All these niggas I’m better than
Kick your door and let us in
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two until my heart aches
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shawty be my valentine
Valentine
Louis bags yeah yeah
Prada on me yeah yeah
Chopper make you dance dance
Got your bitch in handstands
Nigga we ain’t friends friends
Smoking on that gahdamn
I told him you can’t hit that shit cause nigga you my mans, mans
Fuck that bitch like you don’t understand stand stand
I’m a hellcat, you mini van van van
Shawty pop these percs can’t pop these xan xan xans
Make that money flip like it’s a handstand damn
I got bags I got body bags got a lot of that
Popping tags you ain’t got no Raf in your shopping bag
Had to run the field like Mcnabb and I got a sack
Like i’m Steve Jobs I got these pads, and a lot of Macs
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two until my heart aches
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shawty be my valentine
Valentine
Psych out
Hello
I told you don’t
I told you don’t call my no more
Like stop playing with me
Stop playing bitch you already know i’m going up on these niggas man
Fuck is you talking bout
Fuck
Fuck is these niggas talking bout man
All these niggas be rapping me up and shit man
You better sit your ass down and make you some money you broke ass nigga
I can’t even fuck with a broke ass nigga
Can’t fuck with a broke hoe
Slatt
Wanna die
I don’t wanna die
No I don’t wanna die
Yeah yeah
I dont need yeah yeah
I don’t need it yeah yeah
I don’t need it yeah yeah yeah

Hey hello
I just told you don’t fucking call my phone no more
I’m really bout' to block your ass
Stupid ass
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two, until my heart aches
I got bags I got 6
I got bags I got rich
Shawty tryna pour this Actavis
Imma rockstar I’m mad as shit
Imma just hide this evidence
Air force ones, no presidents
All these niggas I’m better than
Kick your door and let us in
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two until my heart aches
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shawty be my valentine
Valentine
Louis bags yeah yeah
Prada on me yeah yeah
Chopper make you dance dance
Got your bitch in handstands
Nigga we ain’t friends friends
Smoking on that gahdamn
I told him you can’t hit that shit cause nigga you my mans, mans
Fuck that bitch like you don’t understand stand stand
I’m a hellcat, you mini van van van
Shawty pop these percs can’t pop these xan xan xans
Make that money flip like it’s a handstand damn
I got bags I got body bags got a lot of that
Popping tags you ain’t got no Raf in your shopping bag
Had to run the field like Mcnabb and I got a sack
Like i’m Steve Jobs I got these pads, and a lot of Macs
Every time that I look at you
I think bout' you and feel my heart break
Every time that I think bout' you
My hearts in two until my heart aches
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shawty be my valentine
Valentine
Psych out
Hello
I told you don’t
I told you don’t call my no more
Like stop playing with me
Stop playing bitch you already know i’m going up on these niggas man
Fuck is you talking bout
Fuck
Fuck is these niggas talking bout man
All these niggas be rapping me up and shit man
You better sit your ass down and make you some money you broke ass nigga
I can’t even fuck with a broke ass nigga
Can’t fuck with a broke hoe
Slatt
Wanna die
I don’t wanna die
No I don’t wanna die
Yeah yeah
I dont need yeah yeah
I don’t need it yeah yeah
I don’t need it yeah yeah yeah

Writer(s): Troy Carpenter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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