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Performed By: Kyle Hill
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Kyle Hill




Kyle Hill - for ya Lyrics




Drugs in my head
Smoke in my brain bitch
Ain't been the same since
She off the meds too
We geek up all night
She know my songs right
I'm tryna spend some time with you
I can ease my mind with you
Something so divine bout ya
No you ain't my brodie
If you can't go break down that pound with me
She like how I sound get it
And she might run a mile for it

And if we being real I might just cut a leg and arm for you
Yeah she got that bomb kitty
Yeah she might put it on kitty
Throwing temper tantrums off this perc bitch
And I don't gotta trip on none of my bros they bring that work in
And shoutout Nettspend
Cause before I hit ya hoe I hit the store
F*cked ya hoe she ask for more she walking on her tippy toes
We let that Gen five go
And she tryna be my side hoe
Don't know what to tell my main bitch
But what the f*ck I'll lie for

Drugs in my head
Smoke in my brain bitch
Ain't been the same since
She off the meds too
We geek up all night
She know my songs right
I'm tryna spend some time with you
I can ease my mind with you
Something so divine bout ya
No you ain't my brodie
If you can't go break down that pound with me
She like how I sound get it
And she might run a mile for it
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Drugs in my head
Smoke in my brain bitch
Ain't been the same since
She off the meds too
We geek up all night
She know my songs right
I'm tryna spend some time with you
I can ease my mind with you
Something so divine bout ya
No you ain't my brodie
If you can't go break down that pound with me
She like how I sound get it
And she might run a mile for it

And if we being real I might just cut a leg and arm for you
Yeah she got that bomb kitty
Yeah she might put it on kitty
Throwing temper tantrums off this perc bitch
And I don't gotta trip on none of my bros they bring that work in
And shoutout Nettspend
Cause before I hit ya hoe I hit the store
F*cked ya hoe she ask for more she walking on her tippy toes
We let that Gen five go
And she tryna be my side hoe
Don't know what to tell my main bitch
But what the f*ck I'll lie for

Drugs in my head
Smoke in my brain bitch
Ain't been the same since
She off the meds too
We geek up all night
She know my songs right
I'm tryna spend some time with you
I can ease my mind with you
Something so divine bout ya
No you ain't my brodie
If you can't go break down that pound with me
She like how I sound get it
And she might run a mile for it
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Writer: Kyle Hill
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