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letra de the coolest mfs - cersia

[chorus]
on the tip tip, top of the world, where i’m beginning
i sit right on top, see the curl, even the spinning
got this drip, drop, chilling with girls inside this bentley
a pool trip with nothing to do so i be swimming
on the tip tip, top of the world, where i’m beginning
i sit right on top, see the curl, even the spinning
got this drip, drop, chilling with girls inside this bentley
the coolest motherf-ckers been sleeping in and we chilling, yeah

[verse 1: cersia]
the stress of adulthood been eating up my cerebral
with dreams of not keeping this deagle, eating doritos
by the poolside, еvery weekend visiting regal
or knocking on thе door with my girl inside of the peephole
like hov, i’m dreaming of freedom, locking d’evils
no work for money, just bartering goods, keep it medieval
pack an ounce for a bottle and pack it up, that’s retrieval
my head in the clouds, sh-t got me feeling like i’m primeval
carter iv, we blunt, blowin’ smoke, puffing on more
we running the score, two shots, who’s wanting to pour
nightmares of the bottom don’t wait, f-ck it, i’m bored
i got some money on me, throw a toast, flush it then floor it
to tennis court off that middle road
these f-cking swings and playsets that i once known
when i was little, i’d beam, zae then wanted those
but now i look in a mirror, i see reality, life’s a b-tch who loves to blow
[chorus]
on the tip tip, top of the world, where i’m beginning
i sit right on top, see the curl, even the spinning
got this drip, drop, chilling with girls inside this bentley
a pool trip with nothing to do so i be swimming
on the tip tip, top of the world, where i’m beginning
i sit right on top, see the curl, even the spinning
got this drip, drop, chilling with girls inside this bentley
the coolest motherf-ckers been sleeping in and we chilling, yeah

[verse 2: quesmark?]
h-llo partner, you mind if we could go
traverse the candy land a bit farther?
a handy dandy force field for the noise, under the morning sun
my little safe haven that the cortisol just can’t touch
no rush to leave, examine the vibe, smell the trees
moment to breathe, a seasonal bliss ain’t guaranteed
it’s why we savor the moment against the fiends
i ain’t ignorant to what’s behind the scene, please
a comfy spot is the main mission
but that can never be achieved if i stayed indignant
all of that time remains frivolous, made a prisoner
n-ggas is left to brave the winter, makes me sicker
time is glitching, my st-rdy state of mind is fidgeting
hyper vigilance, constant ways to blind the sickness
everything i mentioned calms for a minute
as long as you’re refreshed before you’re finished
peace

- cersia

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