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letra de demonized (i can see it) - b. bacc.

[hook]
i said i’m drivin on drunk go the mile
watchin for cop wit my gyal
i cannot stop or look down
gas tank on eeee

i can’t get caught wit the loud
i had to dip from the crowd
blade on my hip for the style
no no felonnyyyy

let it go x 4
if u want me to pull over right
pull the panties to the side
let it go x 4
i can hardly see in the night
too much fog in my window

[bridge]
i got some sh-t i keep inside me
ye i’m quiet but i’m grimy
maybe i should pick a time and let goooo

[verse 1]
u see that lightning when i brainstorm
thunder when i say more
man, i grew up thinkin i was less my pops would make more
papore, hey wh-r-, drop that cash she shake more
want that la lifestyle but i ain’t no la lakore
the life that i live ain’t paid for
the guvment collect then take more
dawg i hadda pay him, and i hadda pay huh
livin life on a whim, all the hate where the luh
ye i swear it cost a limb, arm and leg for a hug
plu some extra for a ring, so i never fallin luh
ballin up wit my third eye on alert guy think they know my worth it’s f-ck em i’m one

[hook]
i said i’m drivin on drunk go the mile
watchin for cop wit my gyal
i cannot stop or look down
gas tank on eeee

i can’t get caught wit the loud
i had to dip from the crowd
blade on my hip for the style
no no felonnyyyy

let it go x 4
if u want me to pull over right
pull the panties to the side
let it go x 4
i can hardly see in the night
too much fog in my window

[bridge 2]
suit and tieee nahh we ain’t on that
cupid lied she don’t luh me back
u surprised when they switch the facts
do or diiee i re up i don’t relax

[verse 2]
lay low! f-ck them! talkin all that sh-t, u potty mouth guy/
watch on my wrist, it don’t even tell the time/
the battery dead, but that b-tch still shine/
put me in a box, i’ll expose u for lyin/
put u in a box, tough talk keep tryin/
i’m a match box, got the spark on my mind/
ye i see it all, and u thought i was blind/
i ignore the opps and the crooks they be spies
i’m takin shot like the hoop is in the sky
u can get rocked for the paper ye it’s mine
bloodclot, gun shot, boy u don’t deserve a spine

[hook]
i said i’m drivin on drunk go the mile
watchin for cop wit my gyal
i cannot stop or look down
gas tank on eeee

i can’t get caught wit the loud
i had to dip from the crowd
blade on my hip for the style
no no felonnyyyy

let it go x 4
if u want me to pull over right
pull the panties to the side
let it go x 4
i can hardly see in the night
too much fog in my window

- b bacc

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