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letra de sage - carullo

[intro]
cl!ck clack now it’s rullo (brrr)
whoa (10x)

[chorus: carullo]
i smoke sage on ‘er
white wraith on ‘er
graduate wit honours
but felt abandoned
they say it happens
but i don’t buy that sh-t naw
got no companions
so my buckled fastened

[verse 1: carullo]
d-mn
i’m up on my block
dragging myself home
like 3 up in the am
my demons can’t be alone
speakers struggle as they play what i got playing
in my head when it be raining
not literal what i’m saying
it’s day in and day out dating
i’m dreaming but only waiting
i want all that i can get
but i’m swerving in out of lanes (skrrr)
it’s like
drink, smoke, b-tches, bling
nothing else ‘cause nothing’s changed
but never will you see me with no f-ckin’ lames
ayy
its sort of like f-cking these b-tches
if f-cking these b-tches was dope as a rodeo
diamonds on me like the rollie-o
want to be colder than canada
ice cream stamina to handle ‘er (burrr)
drink the potion like i’m romeo
crash land to a lonely h-e
smoking sage in a ghost to roll
you can’t put a reason on treason
thought i was safe i was dreaming
thought i was hurt i was bleeding
but i’m really most hurt just breathing
running with the bro bros no leavin’
ride for the real, don’t ride for the demons
ride for the, die for the cheese and the visa
nah really be the bros cold no freezer
that’s your shawty on me
she got a pistol in her purse sh-t you gon’ lie to me
them other fellas love to hate ‘cause i’m the sight to see
grrr
i bust a slug-o at your dynasty
good luck on finding me
i’m moving silently yeah

[chorus: carullo]
i smoke sage on ‘er
white wraith on ‘er (skrrr)
graduate wit honours
but felt abandoned
they say it happens
but i don’t buy that sh-t naw
got no companions
so my buckled fastened

[verse 2: carullo]
running and jumping to cut from the rumbling
rum pum pum with a hundred round drum in it
screaming and wheezing burning my esophagus
sh-t now i tripped and f-cked all of it
ayy
sh-t
f-cked all of it
like a little black cat with a lot of kids
and i hid a back pack with a lot of sh-t
but the cop’s kids dropping in
double on the body bag
dotted map
numb and number body wit a bottom ap’
bought a mag
put it with a scope he a hologram
red beam scream that’s a dot to dip
hop-scotch got rocks not a hop to skip
got top in the drop that’s a thot to skip
the monster hid
but god knows hot’s a b-tch
never used to have a lot, played with rocks and sh-t
now the rocks in my watch, better watch the kid
ahhh

[chorus: carullo]
i smoke sage on ‘er
white wraith on ‘er (yuh)
graduate wit honours (burrr)
but felt abandoned (skrrr)
they say it happens
but i don’t buy that sh-t naw
got no companions
so my buckled fastened

[outro]
yeah whoa
carullo

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