LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song

(Go get help, girl, what's up, 900!

9, 0, 0, hey!)

My peace has no price, and that's what I value

I can't get arrested, so I stay quiet

When there's beef, you wake the building

When it's time to f*ck, we f*ck up to the ceiling

I'm outta here

You're way too bipolar

You curse me all the time

Then you wanna come sit on daddy

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

And now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

And now cry, cry, cry

(Go get help, girl

Now cry, cry, cry)

(What's up, 900!

9, 0, 0, hey!)

My peace has no price, and that's what I value

I can't get arrested, so I stay quiet

When there's beef, you wake the building

When it's time to f*ck, we f*ck up to the ceiling

I'm outta here

You're way too bipolar

You curse me all the time

Then you wanna come sit on daddy

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

Go get help, girl, get off my boot

You ripped my clothes, burned my 12 mola

And I was chill, full of stories

Now cry, cry, cry

And now cry, cry, cry

(Go get help, girl

Now cry, cry, cry)

(Yo, 900!

9, 0, 0, hey!)