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letra de sora - ayceeonethirty

sora lyrics
[verse 1]
i might just f-ck on yo girl cause i’m bored
feel like i’m sora, the key is my sword
know there’s some cobras around me
i’m mowin em out of the lawn, yeah i’m rippin the cord
i got the vodka to pour
my uncle look like a nord
told mama i’d die like a lord
so no one that’s ever named lida was poor
my favorite b-tch don’t like it soft
sayin “just use me, ignore every stop”
’17 started moving sh-t up north
to suits who need they belfort import, of course
sippin i get in the wickedest mood
out doin ignorant sh-t with my crew
ya b-tch out here with me, she givin me cranium
slow, while i’m burnin this yellow uranium
i was rollin them bowls of that walter white
came from the bottom can’t talk to mice
i ain’t gon sip on no blood at they altar
i’m smokin a blunt while i own as gibraltar
they know that’s some colorado in my grinder
if she got the ass i’ma hit from behind her
legally blind, gotta get me a driver
three cases of miller, that’s all in my rider
i like em covered in scars and ink
i ain’t got no moments to pause and think
no i got alot on my back
and i gotta try not to walk into traps
47 but the finish pink
still in my jammies ain’t got no mink
while they be sleepin we conquered the throne
wouldn’t scared of corona, couldn’t lock us at home
[break]

yeah
you know it’s nine-three sh-t
everywhere we go
saturn sh-t, they know it’s all that
we roll deep like motherf-ckin army
we roll deep like a well
we roll deep like you gotta go and go get lassie, get the girl out the well
i don’t give a f-ck
yuh

[verse 2]

yuh yuh unh
off of three hits
i’m beyond lit
i might just gaze at the sun like i’m so
i’m all off in some b-tch i don’t know
i’ma hit it then play like i don’t even pick up my phone
leaves i been baggin was purple in april
when i get the bag up the drip’ll be naval
if mama had known in them days of prenatal
that i’d be a demon that sh-t’d have been fatal
let em go start it, we finish sh-t
sammy guevara, i flip it quick
metal on me like i’m alphonse
still questioning who i can count on
do what i gotta to end up rich
never been sh-t to forget no b-tch
stumblin drunk with mason
i ain’t the one to compare with you mavens
worked for this sh-t so n0body ain’t takin it
p-ssy like cake i’ma bury my face in it
king of my city, it’s almost that season
that boy be a vegan, he don’t want the beef in
tag with the beam and they freezin
dragon be all that i breathe in
go head and give me a reason
to take a new mugshot, steady cheesin

- ayceeonethirty

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