J.Beale

J.Beale - Disappear lyrics

rate me

I know you deceived me, but I believed you

Girl I was a good one

You sat at the end of my bed

All of that bullshit, like this was should have done

But you lied it everyday

Bought a wedding ring, I know that will never change

Our show is a real shit, I was willing to deal with

Whenever, but you went the other way with

[Chorus]

So fuck you, that’s what you was really tryina say

When you would tell me you love me

Fuck you, you better get up and get out

Before this shit get real ugly

The shit’s crazy

Nigga you better not touch me

Girl I ain’t gott touch you

But I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you diss, I’ma make you diss

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I know you say you love me but

I don’t care

I’ma make you disappear

Out of my life forever, no more text that look like 4 page letters

I’ll never let you use that pussy on me

Damn, why I had to take a bump that pussy homie

The type that have you thinkin that’s the only pussy for me

Damn, you lookin good, I know I’m fed up

But at least you ain’t the fuckin police

So cry later baby, we about to fuck up the sheets

Too many backshots, now I’m at the front getting deep

She looking weak, I beast, before she scream, I release

That pressure from her neck up, I got her set up

Give it to her just when she think I’m bout to let up

She not that girl I could just fuck it and then forget her

So that guilt she got late with it, this 38 ain’t for slaying bitches

But you did, cause you went the other way with it

[Chorus]

So fuck you, that’s what you was really tryina say

When you would tell me you love me

Fuck you, you better get up and get out

Before this shit get real ugly

The shit’s crazy

Nigga you better not touch me

Girl I ain’t gott touch you

But I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you diss, I’ma make you diss

I’ma make you disappear

I’ma make you disappear

I know you say you love me but

I don’t care

I’ma make you disappear

I put the pistol to her head

And said I’m bout to bust

I put the pistol to her head

And said I’m bout to bust

I put the pistol to her head

And said I’m bout to bust, nigga

I put the pistol to her head

And said I’m bout to bust.

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