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Aliyah Jones Clifton - Miscommunication Lyrics

[Intro] [Kyle Richh]
Like, what? Shoot through the dark
Dissin' my dead and this .40 gon' bark (Glah-glah-glah)
Big EBK, I don't show no remorse (Like, what? Like, what?)
She a baddie, she straight from Dior (Glah-glah-glah)
Can't trust no bitch, that's what (Like, what?)
She said her nigga not hittin' it right (Like, what?)
She a thot, she need dick in her life
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fight? (Like, no)
Dotty a dummy, up that spliff, new opp in the air (Dotty)
Spot a opp, that's on bro, I'ma flair
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fear? (Like, what? Like, what?)
Perky bussin', 'drenaline rushin'
He tried to run, caught a shot to the stomach (Like, damn)
Spin through, flock at his muffin
Dotty a dummy, that boy is on nothin' (Glah-glah-glah)
Told bro, ''Shoot at his rear'' (Like, what?)
Give me that chain, that shit got glare (Glah-glah-glah)
Like, what? Who that, right there? (That right therе)
Thumb in her butt, she a thot, don't care (Glah-glah-glah)
Spin in thе V, he on feet (Like, what?)
Did a drill, had to switch up the sweater
Like, we goin up, and everything better (Like, damn)
Tried to line, I'ma send her to Melo (Like, damn)
And P is my favorite letter (Like, what?)
I'm in that pussy, I'm makin' it wetter (Glah-glah-glah)
He a rat, eatin' the cheddar (Like, what? Like, what?)
One false move, I'ma think it's a set up (Glah-glah-glah)
[Verse] [Princess Liyah]
Grah
Why am i crying over a bi-?
I needed some time, got off from the trench
Ima beat on her bi- like damn, like Jenn
And i'm a baddie
Pulled out the clip, he wan' to get dirty
Hold, wait, I just put all this pain in my spliff
I'm suffering with miscommunications
I got a friend and they think that we communication
Grah
All of this sh- put me through frustration
You know that I like her
Why would you that sh-?
And all it's ruining my reputation
Spreading rumors, like, I'm getting impatient
Shoot up the mall, I'ma shock the whole nation
All of this pain, put me through hallucinations
Give me a reason to live
Like
All of the good that I give
Now it's time to state sh-
People want to get to my destination
We rich, I remember we broke
(Yo touch, this sh- a float)
Give me a reason to not blow up the fifth
She disrespected me I'ma slap her like Will Smith
Grah
Too many opps, I don't know where to roll
From the South side he wanna blow up my poll
The X, I got them on froze
All these bi-s be fake
They only date me cuz' of the money I make
I grew up as bein' known as a mistake
Now look at me, I got what they can't generate
Straight to thooties, I'm runnin' from a heartbreak
Grah, Grah
[Outro] [Kyle Richh]
Like, what? Shoot through the dark
Dissin' my dead and this .40 gon' bark (Glah-glah-glah)
Big EBK, I don't show no remorse (Like, what? Like, what?)
She a baddie, she straight from Dior (Glah-glah-glah)
Can't trust no bitch, that's what (Like, what?)
She said her nigga not hittin' it right (Like, what?)
She a thot, she need dick in her life
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fight? (Like, no)
Dotty a dummy, up that spliff, new opp in the air (Dotty)
Spot a opp, that's on bro, I'ma flair
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fear? (Like, what? Like, what?)
Perky bussin', 'drenaline rushin'
He tried to run, caught a shot to the stomach (Like, damn)
Spin through, flock at his muffin
Dotty a dummy, that boy is on nothin' (Glah-glah-glah)
Told bro, ''Shoot at his rear'' (Like, what?)
Give me that chain, that shit got glare (Glah-glah-glah)
Like, what? Who that, right there? (That right there)
Thumb in her butt, she a thot, don't care (Glah-glah-glah)
Spin in the V, he on feet (Like, what?)
Did a drill, had to switch up the sweater
Like, we goin up, and everything better (Like, damn)
Tried to line, I'ma send her to Melo (Like, damn)
And P is my favorite letter (Like, what?)
I'm in that pussy, I'm makin' it wetter (Glah-glah-glah)
He a rat, eatin' the cheddar (Like, what? Like, what?)
One false move, I'ma think it's a set up (Glah-glah-glah)