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letra de adderall - bth tae

these adderall percocets they got me trippin
i’m geeking off molly n-gga started tweaking
the gas hit my lungs its stuck it never leaving
i bought me a raiffe to skrt off in a demon
she too aquafina she a true believer
my new mamacita coca-mona lisa
visa paper cheater, she ain’t even legal
if she get to tripping, imma have to leave her

lately i been up with paranoia i can;t sleep at night
i got too much sh-t on my mind
i been contemplating on them n-ggas coming for my life
they ain’t gon stop till i die
i ask god to come save me he told me my son don’t you cry
imma lead you to the light
just hold on for a minute
hold off on the pills
i got you through the year i can do it again
i’m like who are my friends
[ aye ]
where you at when i fought my depression with zayns
they say they got your back
[ nah ]
cause where were you at when they put that red dot to my head
you no where to be found
when i got a lil money they all around me everyone with a hand sticking out
back the f-ck off of me now
i said these adderall percocets they got me thinking
if i go to sleep then all a n-gga dreaming
about is that gun that’s coming for allegiance
i pledge to the streets with glocks you may be seated
my trust in the clip that i won’t be defeated
i empty that b-tch on anyone who need it
you suffer the consequences for a reason
so if you get hit just know a n-gga meant it
for real

she wanna f-ck on the gang, get to it
homie said he gon pop who tell him do it
mama said get the f-ck up from the table
told that hoe shut the f-ck up b-tch i got it
i got bout two to three stacks in my pockets
got too muvh cho bout to stretch out my robins
told that hoe i been the man since a toddler
rich on my own never had me a father
told me that rap wasn’t gon work be a doctor
her p-ssy squeak in the water like dolphins
rub on that p-ssy i cut on her faucet
got too much dip on my chip flipping flawless
remember when i didn’t have sh-t in my wallet
i got them racks what the f-ck was you talking
i hit the blunt i don’t do too much coughing
weed in my lungs it came in through the nostrils
i shoot my shot with a hoe like a baller
she suck my d-ck got it covered in slobber
i f-cked that b-tch afterwards i didn’t call her
she steady hitting my phone what’s the problem
i got her scared of the d-ck like a monster
holding this weight like i’m larry the lobster
mama caught me with the pills told me stop it
stopped with the drugs and then i started rocking
f-ck was you talking

- bth tae

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