letra de limbo (prod. austt'n) - austt'n
[verse 1]
i’m moving through this limbo
i’m scheming for the lambo
i’m stepping low, how low can she go
will she act just like a dirt bag cause she want a new lou bag?
it’s all gucci, she devil draped up in prada
she call me papi, so i bless her like a father
she been having daddy issues since a toddler
so she grab up on the throttle tell me faster
i already seen a couple laps ahead upcoming disaster
shake her like the rafters in the wind
she liked how i’m a rapper dodging rapture like a master
she my pikachu i capture
she may shock me if i don’t treat her right
try to keep the other 150 out her sight; enjoy the night
i’m tryina earn my badges don’t hate on the don
just traveling around the globe gonna get what i want
where i’m from, influence where i’ll go
my flow too cold to be steady hungry sitting in the snow
[hook]
i know you feel me baby, don’t act all contrary
contrasting actions that run through your head daily
i’m on a broken path, come follow and laugh
and blow the gas, c’mon baby don’t blow up
let’s get our dough up, we’ll get so high that we throw up
room spinning like tops, i won’t never grow up
or grow out, this ain’t no buzz no doubt
we keep on p-ssing loud til we p-ssing out; what you about?
[verse 2]
herbal essence and we jaded like a jeweler
couple grams of shrooms and she swear she saw my future
she saw aust a star but he still ain’t no shooter
she said you going far not later but sooner
out in oklahoma chilling with the sooners
cutting back on rappers with these gorgeous maneuvers
check the web, you won’t ever find a bloopers
unless you’re looking up deleted scenes of super troppers
i eat all the caps and stems before they check the whip
got like a quarter of this sh-t, i’m in for a h-ll of a trip
apocalypse through this iris, vibrations spreading like a virus
pupils growing m-ssive, giant, thoughts is never quiet
mind running a marathon in record times
it sounds kinda special but i’m bombed like lebanon
white knuckles grip the wood like i’m feeling sea sick
tryina focus on reality but this others slipping in
[hook]
i know you feel me baby, don’t act all contrary
contrasting actions that run through your head daily
i’m on a broken path, come follow and laugh
and blow the gas, c’mon baby don’t blow up
let’s get our dough up, we’ll get so high that we throw up
room spinning like tops, i won’t never grow up
or grow out, this ain’t no buzz no doubt
we keep on p-ssing loud til we p-ssing out; what you about?
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