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letra de hallucinations - ajayyxyyaja

(uh) (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh,)
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
(yeah, yeah, yeah) (i don’t think that’s you)
(i don’t think that’s you)
(i don’t think that’s you) (no, no, no, no)

i-i don’t think that’s you, no, no, no
she said the way i left was mad rude
i like you like your ass too
and we equipped, cannot lack boo
off these drugs, my mind so taboo (yeah)
and we eating percs like it is fast food (yeah)
big black trucks, we could sn-tch you (uh)
but we won’t
i’m afloat (yeah)
she wet, imma hop on the boat
sh-she down, pull up just to give throat
and i’m off of some pills, but i need me some mo (yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
they goin out low (yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
and they going out, going out
lit as b-tch, and i’m folding out, folding out
and i can’t color in the lines no more
this my love life, i love a wh0re (yeah)
i’m still kicking down the door (yeah)
i still got my four, of course (yeah)
still got the benz, and i’m pulling out, pulling out
she make not want to
crashing out in the lunchroom
red on the floor, it’ll be redder soon
say what you can, l’ll be gone by noon (yeah)
yeah i’m lost, lost, i’m lost, lost
i’m lost, tryna find you and i’m-
i’m stuck, i’m stuck, i’m stuck
i’m stuck, i’m stuck, i’m stuck, i’m stuck (yeah)
there’s all these colors, throw yours up (yeah)
hallucinations bout her, hallucinations bout her
and i feel smart from all this counting (yeah, yeah)
put your hands up, up about it
and we might stuff your stuff about it (yeah)
and she know my blunts always the loudest
yuh, yuh, and she be the loudest (hit)
hit, hit, hit, hit, hit
and watch yo b-tch (yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
and od pics (yeah, yeah)
and watch yo clique
and i told her, wash yo cl-t (yeah, uh)
we wobbling up in this b-tch (yeah)
if it’s not broken, please do not fix
(fix, fix, fix, fix, fix)
newsflash dipsh-t
yeah we gettin hundos
this red dots and the gun smoke (yeah)
this trap filled with the cargo (yuh)
and i keep throwing up
i-i don’t think that’s you, no, no, no
she said the way i left was mad rude
i like you like your ass too
and we equipped, cannot lack boo
off these drugs, my mind so taboo (yeah)
and we eating percs like it is fast food (yeah)
big black trucks, we could sn-tch you (uh)
but we won’t
i’m afloat (yeah)
she wet, imma hop on the boat
sh-she down, pull up just to give throat
and i’m off of some pills, but i need me some mo
they goin out low
and they going out, going out
lit as b-tch, and i’m folding out, folding out
and i can’t color in the lines no more

- ajayyxyyaja

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