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letra de grey goose - amedeo mg

[verse 1: amedeo mg]
i’m taking these bars and i’m making a prison
i don’t got a problem putting n-ggas in it
you know the vibes all the windows tinted
fourth of july a n-gga independent
i pray to god all i do is sinning
mint in the pod and this sh-t is hitting
the quicker you get it the quicker you spend it
but i haven’t wasted my bread in a minute
my hand on her thigh and now she wanna kick it
my homie said boy don’t you eat where you sh-tting
he told me before but i told him she different
i wonder if i’d be a better man if i’d have listened
my wrist looking magic you thought i was tricking
i took me some acid on god i was tripping
i just hit the gym so this water i’m sipping
she know i’m a dog how i get in that kitten

[chorus x2: amedeo mg]
light me a spliff and i’m gone
i see the cranes in the sky like solange (i see the cranes in the sky)
don’t give a f-ck about singing a song
bakery she got some cake in her thong
light me a spliff and i’m gone
i see the cranes in the sky like solange
don’t give a f-ck about singing a song
bakery she got some cake in her thong (wanna f-ck on a b) (momma)

[verse 2: amedeo mg]
if i hit it once then i’m gon’ hit it twice
went to the spot ordered chicken and rice
got a pharmacy n-gga so stick to your vice
red or the blue got the green with the white
on the roof of the club that’s a h-ll of a night
wave runners too fresh to get in a fight
i need a b-tch to just do what i like
i put the act in a little bit of sprite ooh

[verse 3: swami sound]
stone cold like i’m stunna
wave or drip i’m in my runners
these n-ggas they know what the time it is
let em know i got the finer biz
80k just for a mix (i need the cash)
almond dripping with the trix
coveted window with the tint
she see me i think it’s time to go
i’m peering i got the tool
gotta cut back on the juul

[verse 4: amedeo mg]
catch me sitting in the sauna
winter, spring or the summer
got some change like obama
do my thing when i wanna
make her sing like madonna

[verse 5: swami sound]
i chin-up i do not flex with my wallet
apple pay you got my number you call it
grey goose and we sipping
no combo we clipping
my dogs and they with me
you stupid you silly
you goofing they siccing

[verse 6: amedeo mg]
all these new b-tches wanna act like they knew me
i roll them right off of my shoulders like uzi
these cartier bracelets you know that i’m bougie
if she not a stunna then she gonna lose me

[verse 7: swami sound]
b-tch do not text me if you’re looking for the dope
i do not smoke you need to go
i k!ll them all i’m like anakin
raymour and flanigan
ottoman rockhouse
you know how i’m doing

[chorus x2: amedeo mg & swami sound]
light me a spliff and i’m gone
i see the cranes in the sky like solange (i see the cranes in the sky)
don’t give a f-ck about singing a song
bakery she got some cake in her thong (f-ck on that bih)
light me a spliff and i’m gone
i see the cranes in the sky like solange (hood)
don’t give a f-ck about singing a song
bakery she got some cake in her thong (wanna f-ck on a b)

- amedeo mg

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