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letra de mellow fellow (produced by 808kumar) - b4lg33t

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chorus (b4lg33t):
came back in thirty minutes looking mellow
walking ’round off the trip b-tch i feel mellow
keep a stick on me, keep it on the d-low
like roddy ricch, i was struggling down below
don’t needa tell no one, if you know then you know
we get cooked before the show
i don’t f-ck with these hoes
why they hating, i don’t know
we get baked like casserole
when my n-ggas ride they toting the poles
we don’t eat no fries we smoking the bowl
we just living life, and it feel mellow

bridge (b4lg33t):
f-ck this quarantine sh-t i’m gonna still go out
opps on my ass like, “get your ass back in the d-mn house.”
h-ll nah, bruh i’mma do another round
opp ass n-gga can’t stop me now ’cause i’m running my ass around

verse (b4lg33t):
woke up this morning
took a look in the mirror
see a demon with red eyes
my vision never been clearer
i got time to waste on this sh-t
gotta meet with the drug dealer
shawty smacked as h-ll, just wait
she gonna get realer and realer
she plunged right into her feelings
and now i can’t interfere
we looking at stars on the ceiling
we ain’t stop till we get there
whole squad riding thru the city
might bring back a souvenir
whole time i was rapping off-beat, nowadays hoes actin like they can’t even hear

ran a couple whip trips down that neighborhood drive, that sh-t was so trill
five hunnid miles on the highway, no stopping for nothing, i don’t got no chill
not a single error on my driver test, you know that i’d be a good getaway driver
hop up in the coupe, put the choppa in the trunk, i was gone but i…

chorus (b4lg33t):
…came back in thirty minutes looking mellow
walking ’round off the trip b-tch i feel mellow
keep a stick on me, keep it on the d-low
like roddy ricch, i was struggling down below
don’t needa tell no one, if you know then you know
we get cooked before the show
i don’t f-ck with these hoes
why they hating, i don’t know
we get baked like casserole
when my n-ggas ride they toting the poles
we don’t eat no fries we smoking the bowl
we just living life, and it feel mellow

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