CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Might as well
(It's Surreal Gang lil b*t*h)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
I'm in the hills, I'm gettin' too stuck
If your n***as real, then you got some luck, (Slatt)
I give no chill, cause I give no f**k
Tracer round flyin', that n***a gon' duck
Hit a few times, that n***a get slump, (Eddie Gianni)
Dirty mud, killin' my day ones
Dirty drugs, keep fillin' me up
Feds did us, we done took all the guns
Good Runtz f**king my lungs up
Don't play, n***a get done up
No wait, throwin' his hands up
He runnin' away, pullin' his pants up
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
She wanna ride up in the Rolls Royce truck
Boy if you call my phone, you ain't talkin' money then i'm hangin' up
Don't try nun my n***as get to slangin' some
Don't cry no ain't this what you asked for?
Dead n***as, all up in my damn lungs
I feel like fed n***as, lookin' at my Instagram bruh
Yea we some fast n***as, movin' in that damn track bruh
I will not die for ya, if I don't know why I should trust ya, (No)
Pass up, cause if he run up then he get done up, (Look)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (Uh)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (b*t*h)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (Uh)
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha, ha)
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha, ha, ha)
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
I'm in the hills, I'm gettin' too stuck
If your n***as real, then you got some luck, (Slatt)
I give no chill, cause I give no f**k
Tracer round flyin', that n***a gon' duck
Hit a few times, that n***a get slump
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
I'm in the hills, I'm gettin' too stuck
If your n***as real, then you got some luck, (Slatt)
I give no chill, cause I give no f**k
Tracer round flyin', that n***a gon' duck
Hit a few times, that n***a get slump, (Eddie Gianni)
Dirty mud, killin' my day ones
Dirty drugs, keep fillin' me up
Feds did us, we done took all the guns
Good Runtz f**king my lungs up
Don't play, n***a get done up
No wait, throwin' his hands up
He runnin' away, pullin' his pants up
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
She wanna ride up in the Rolls Royce truck
Boy if you call my phone, you ain't talkin' money then i'm hangin' up
Don't try nun my n***as get to slangin' some
Don't cry no ain't this what you asked for?
Dead n***as, all up in my damn lungs
I feel like fed n***as, lookin' at my Instagram bruh
Yea we some fast n***as, movin' in that damn track bruh
I will not die for ya, if I don't know why I should trust ya, (No)
Pass up, cause if he run up then he get done up, (Look)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (Uh)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (b*t*h)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough (Uh)
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
We gettin' to slidin', you actin' too tough
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha, ha)
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha, ha, ha)
You in her DM's, and I'm in her guts (Ha)
Might as well give up on b*t*hes, you never enough
I'm in the hills, I'm gettin' too stuck
If your n***as real, then you got some luck, (Slatt)
I give no chill, cause I give no f**k
Tracer round flyin', that n***a gon' duck
Hit a few times, that n***a get slump
