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letra de looknmyeyes! - blackoutdawn

[chorus]
said he want smoke i don’t know why he lie
don’t look at the ground lil boy look in my eyes
they getting petty and choosing they sides
batman i ride in the coupe in the night
way he talk down i think death is his type
ain’t got the vision they losing their sight
barking up all these d-mn trees with no bite
copy and pasting these checks every night

[verse]
said he be trapping but that house is vacant
steadily cooking up but this ain’t bacon
mortimer how they gon write up a statement
how you a demon but afraid of satan?
i had to switch up i can’t be complacent
faking your life you an actor like damon
send him sp-ce if that lil boy invading
you cannot play me i am not a station
hunnid grand in one hand like i’m odell
like christmas we be taking no ls
i be getting these prizes like n0bel
that boy tell me he hate me like oh well
even if they timmy turn know i won’t fail
if you hate what i’m doing then go tell
and you know she ain’t wifey that’s no veil
i be riding with water but no sail
tryna control me like hoa
i could still snap with no 808
you know my money look a-okay
said he go hard he got 8 whole plays
bands up on bands i make eightfold bank
f-kushima how i break that main
black on my fit ain’t no kkk
getting my bread know i make that grain
i feel choppa you know that i’m thumbing
that girl said she want me touch up her stomach
i make 50 grand but i keep it a hunnid
you run up on me and the heavens be judging
i feel like i’m gaudy you know that she want it
i’m sick wit it i just been going bubonic
been speeding on these beats with my gang like i’m sonic
lil boy that ain’t drop i don’t know what to call it
say he a gangster but never done drills
how you gon switch up when you sign a deal?
i just been cooking up like it’s some veal
touching my girl i got iron and steel
play with the snake and you getting the fangs
teller on me how i’m making the bank
man that girl toxic and she kinda rank
yo flows is ugly and they kinda jank
[chorus]
said he want smoke i don’t know why he lie
don’t look at the ground lil boy look in my eyes
they getting petty and choosing they sides
batman i ride in the coupe in the night
way he talk down i think death is his type
ain’t got the vision they losing their sight
barking up all these d-mn trees with no bite
copy and pasting these checks every night

- blackoutdawn

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