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letra de blue_ - bratchild_

[intro, bratchild]
so f-cking sad
so f-cking sad
i’m just so f-cking sad
so f-cking sad
i don’t even know
so f-cking sad
i don’t

[verse 1, bratchild]
pourin all the henney on the floor
for the dead men of summer that we lost, ah no
i definitely ain’t the same no more
definitely changed since the last time i been here i know
where i have gone, where i go
where i have gone, where i go
what have i done, do i know
what have i done, do i know

[verse 2, bratchild]
and i feel nothing but cramps
and i feel nothing like, d-mn
and if i feel something, d-mn
i rock all dem vans
i whip out the hats
still with the max
and i’m lit
on my waist
two .30s to your face
gunpowder shredding it
when i roll in your crib its like
lootings, shootings
listening to ludacris in a stolen cruiser
bad and boujee like i’m uzi
b-tch i be fusing when i’m losing

[verse 3, bratchild]
emotionless rock
taking jabs to the gut until his roots knocked
tied up my noose when sh-t looks dark
running up my nose a snot booger green as hulk bars
better b-gg-r before the chimps eat your arm like an egg roll
high as f-ck twist me up bout to me see my leg roll
research chemical got me searching for a pedestal
that i can apply with pistol shooting just to let em go
take the bullet in the head them in harry thaw
thaw on the b-tch, yeah b-tch you can get it
penthouse in paris
shootin dope like morrison
in a bathtub with ya b-tch

needs continuation

- bratchild_

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