Drank Stainz / Cant Explain

Lyrics
Part 1: "Drank Stainz" [Chorus] Call my phone I know you missin' me, I'm high but I can tell I don't want you to leave, drank stains on my jeans (Wait, Han made this?) Me and Han, we ball like Celtic We got racks on us, we spendin' I fucked this lil' ho, now she finished We got poles on us, we fishin' When we met I fell in love, now I'm busy countin' up [?] me a blunt, arp got kick and punch Window, smoke it up, we hotboxin' Andrew Tate, diamonds kickboxin' I'm noddin' off on roxy, she wanna fuck, it's no problem [Verse] She hate when I rap, I'm fuckin' on hoes He peep, blow his knee out like D Rose This ho wanna fuck wit' me on the low I got some racks on mе, okay let's go When we mеt I didn't wanna fuck Tried to show you how to love But you had to fuck it up Make a move we sticked up Know I stick with the racks and [?] I'm in a two seater sippin' drank by the liter Wanna cross me, time to go leave him Me and my twin made a play on the beeper Miss my brudda, why they take him? Fuck them hands, no I won't shake 'em We got sticks and racks, we caked up She want Chanelly she [?] Free Dee out the cell, servin' fiends, new clientele My bitch bad, I pull her hair My fit too clean, know they gon' stare She know that we outside Lookin' for ps in a high rise Hang wit' Bs and Cs, got mob ties Dee gon' perc up like it's lunchtime [Chorus] Call my phone I know you missin' me, I'm high but I can tell I don't want you to leave, drank stains on my jeans Me and Han, we ball like Celtic We got racks on us, we spendin' I fucked this lil' ho, now she finished We got poles on us, we fishin' When we met I fell in love, now I'm busy countin' up [?] me a blunt, arp got kick and punch Window, smoke it up, we hotboxin' Andrew Tate, diamonds kickboxin' I'm noddin' off on roxy, she wanna fuck, it's no problem [Bridge] Elegant music [Chorus] Call my phone I know you missin' me, I'm high but I can tell I don't want you to leave, drank stains on my jeans Part 2: "Can't Explain" [Chorus] (Jugg) Freak lil' ho so I'm tryna get in them guts He turned his back, he saw them shells and he tried to run She say she fallin' in love, like baby girl, I'm not the one I got a lot on my mind, on my mental, it's weighin' a ton I can't explain this feelin', in my zone I'm chillin' I'm higher than the building, a lot of shit I gotta deal wit' He wanna talk, we drill him I'm fuckin' this bitch so I hit that I'm high as fuck havin' a heart attack We slide in the whip and it's all black [Verse] ACOG hit him from a distance My twin on ten, he got deadeye precision Free my bruddas up in that cell, know they won't tell She want some clothes and she can't get it She like "why the fuck you distant?" I'm in that 392 goin' fast than a bitch Most of my bruddas got sticks They catchin' a hat if you try that shit We got no strings attached And we thuggin' out like that Hit his bitch right from the back We wipin' his nose, my brudda say slatt Know my lil' mean ass nine lil' four three sing a lullaby His momma cry 'cause we send him to the sky I'm rockin' undercover jeans up in disguise I put it on, that lil' bitch, she so fly She givin' brain like a tutor My pockets, they fat like a Buddha My brothers, they aim to kill, they hit ya' medulla (Freak lil' ho so I'm tryna get in them guts) (He turned his back, he saw them shells and he tried to run) [Chorus] Freak lil' ho so I'm tryna get in them guts He turned his back, he saw them shells and he tried to run She say she fallin' in love, like baby girl, I'm not the one I got a lot on my mind, on my mental, it's weighin' a ton I can't explain this feelin', in my zone I'm chillin' I'm higher than the building, a lot of shit I gotta deal wit' He wanna talk, we drill him I'm fuckin' this bitch so I hit that I'm high as fuck havin' a heart attack We slide in the whip and it's all black (Elegant music)
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